Snowpaw's Battle Training

"Snowpaw?" The gray tabby tom poked his head into the apprentice's den, trying to seek out the small, white she-cat.

Snowpaw shot awake immeadiantly. She got up, and padded outside, trying not to awake the others. "Yes?" she said, her eyes betraying her calm voice.

Sagestar retreated after her, meeting her a few fox-lengths away from the den. "It's about time you learned to fight like a warrior." The leader meowed and started to pad out of camp, "We're going to the Burnt Sycamore."

Snowpaw's mouth shot open. "Yay!" she said, running trough the camp entrance. She was bouncier than ever,

Sagestar looked at her with mild amusement before leaping out of the camp after her, quickly running past her, and leading her to the training grounds. "Don't waste all your energy." He called teasingly.

Snowpaw looked at Sagestar. "I have more energy that ever!" she said, running right past Sagestar, and stopping at the Burnt Sycamore. "I got here first!" she said,

"So you did." Sagestar meowed coming to a complete stop, pausing to look carefully at her. "You have a lot of energy, you just need to learn to use it right."

Snowpaw looked at Sagestar, her eyes bright, and her tail swishing with excitement. "How?" she asked.

"First of all." Sagestar flicked his ear, "Charging into the clearing and screaming 'first' probably scared all the prey from here to Fourtrees." The leader passively scolded her. "ShadowClan prides themselves on their silent, stealthy nature; as well as their furiosity in battle."

Snowpaw looked down when Sagestar said she'd scare all the prey. She was fast, but she'd have to control how loud her pawsteps were. She nodded, listening.

"You're going to have to learn to control yourself." Sagestar meowed, "The best ShadowClan warrior can seem completely invisible in the darkness." The leader got on his toes and slipped into the tall grass, seemingly slipping into the shadows for example.

Snowpaw looked at her white pelt, and she sighed. "That will never happen with my white pelt." she sighed, and sniffed the air, to see what forest scents she could smell, she also perked her ears.

"You'd be surprised." Sagestar meowed in response, "It'd take practice, yes, but surely you will get the hang of it in time. It'd especially be advantageous in leaf-bare where your pelt would blend in with the snow." His calls echoed around the clearing for a bit, the next moment he was stepping out, appearing right behind her.

Snowpaw spun around, and nodded. "OK," she said, blankly.

Sagestar smiled, "It's something to work on over time. For now, I'll need you to concentrate. Let me see your best battle stance."