Start Somewhere [Closed]

Jazz watched in confusion as Rippedsky suddenly jolted forward with no warning. Is there a fox behind me or something? As she fell to the ground with a grunt, she tried to comprehend what happened. The tom jolted foward, slid under her, than got back up, forcing her to fall down. She never saw anything so controlled as an attack back in the City. She sat there for a moment, trying to figure out how to do it, before realizing Rippedsky was waiting for her.
Bouncing to her feet, she gave a playful growl and launched herself at the black and white tom, flailing her paws. She spent a moment yowling and slicing, before realizing she was flailing at empty air, and Rippedsky was a whole fox-tail away. Giving a nervous laugh, she stood up. "Sorry," she apologized, "I ain't very good at this."

"You have strength," He remarked, "But you need to channel it into skill." Once more he raced forwards, diving underneath her and raking her underbelly with sheathed claws. In an instant, the deputy was now behind her. His blue eyes glinted with an unspoken challenge. If she learned to fight like a clan cat, Rippedsky had no doubt she would make a fine warrior.