Slushpaw's Training (b/c I just remembered my apprentice...)

Tansyfoot got up at the crack of dawn- which disappointingly made no noticeable sound. (sigh...) She went into the apprentices' den and shook Slushpaw awake- gently of course. "Time for training," she whispered so as not to wake up anyone else. She made a conscious effort to not show her nervousness. No one wants a nervous mentor, she chided herself.

Slushpaw turned and groaned. "Must I?" She growled. "You can go away, Mom, I'll...still.... Sleeping." She looked up awkwardly as she saw Tansyfoot there. "Oops. Sorry. I'm not used to not being in the nursery- or having a mentor." She slowly got up and moved her way out of the den, as if she was a snake trying to get over hills- but in this case, cats paws.

"It's okay," Tansyfoot purred to her apprentice. Her apprentice... That was still a dizzying concept. "We're going on a border patrol, and then we'll do some training. Can you guess which border we're patrolling?"

"Um... Hmm. Thunderclan?" She asked, unsure. Being an apprentice seemed fun, but she wasn't prepared for trivia and guessing games!

Tansyfoot smiled wider. "Give this apprentice a fish! Correct, we're going to the ThunderClan border." She started walking. "And what do you know about ThunderClan? Don't worry, there's not really any wrong answer."

"Oh. Yay!" She exclaimed at being correct. She smiled at the next question. "They're squirrel chasers who have had many battles over Sunningrocks with us. They also hate Riverclan." She responded, her knowledge limited.

"True again," Tansyfoot responded. "Due to events at recent Gatherings, we aren't on the best terms with ThunderClan. Their special tactics include hiding and pretending to retreat, and then striking. When ThunderClan retreats, always be ready for an attack." On the way to the border, they passed the river. "We'll do some training in the River later," Tansyfoot told Slushpaw. "Do you know how to swim?"

"Oh..." The she-cat mewed, sensing the hate in her clan for others strong. "I know a tiny bit... Like, I know how to, ya know... Wade?" She responded. She made paddling motions with her paws. "My fur is pretty waterproof too so I don't get dragged down... I'm sure you know about when I get swept away..."

Tansyfoot nodded, remembering. "All-righty. While we're on this patrol, let's test your senses." She took a deep sniff, inhaling the scents of the forest. "What can you smell, Slushpaw?"

"I smell... A small scent of fish, river, grass, some... Cats, squirrel, something I can't define and... Yeah." She responded, trying to identify them all...

Tansyfoot smiled. "There's a lot of scents in the forest. As we near ThunderClan, their smell gets stronger. Also there's always prey around, so fresh or not, there's plenty of those smells. And though other Clans don't think so, the river does have a distinct smell. It's taken me this long to learn them all, and there's still some things I don't get yet." They finally neared the border. The cream-colored she-cat set one of the border marks. "Your turn, Slushpaw."

OOC: Such dialogue. And don't feel too awkward about the setting-of-boundaries. I know it's strange.

OOC: oh lol ok. Just marking the border, then?

IC: Slushpaw watched. "Okay." She said excitedly. She set another area for the border. "Cool." She mewed as she stepped back, preparing to go further.

Tansyfoot looked around. What should she do next?... Oh yeah. "Do you know any fighting moves, Slushpaw?" she asked her apprentice as they walked along the border. "Or are we beginning from... scratch?" Horrible pun, Tansyfoot. Horrible. Smooth going. Now what? She'll think you're an idiot.

Slushpaw started to speak as her mentor let out the pun. She couldn't contain her laughter, and the she-cat's giggle turned into a monstrous laugh. She covered her mouth with her paw, which resulted in more laughter. When she quieted down, Slushpaw replied. "I know how to send a good blow to someone, and I know how to bash them on the head- claws or otherwise."

Slushpaw's laugh made her mentor laugh. When they were finished, she remembered to get back to business. "Great," Tansyfoot meowed warmly. "Let me show you the belly rake." She swished her tail experimentally. "I shall use it on this unfortunate bush." She slid under the bush, unsheathed her claws, and decapitated a few branches of it.

Tansyfoot used Belly Rake on Bush, dealing 15 damage.

Tansyfoot:
40/40
110/120

Bush:
985/1000
No stamina... It's a bush...