Mistfeather, despite being wrought with sickness, knew she had an apprentice to teach. She lead the grey tabby to what little territory they still held, coughing a little as she took the apprentice to a dryer, softer patch of grass. Fluffing out her fur against the cold leaf-fall air, she settled down, attempting to catch her breath.
"Y-You still need to learn how to battle, Featherpaw. Today you will learn. I will instruct you, but forgive me for not showing you how to fight." The deputy shook her head, disappointed in herself for being so sick. Holding back a cough, she gestured for her apprentice to approach the nearby reeds. "Are you ready?"
ooc: Have you learned anything about the battle system yet? I haven't been keeping up, sorry.
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