Cracking the whip (Adderpaws training)

While Specklfang was just made a warrior and she was still excited about it, she was just over the moon with already having her own apprentice. Specklefang was trained harshly herself, so she would build on that, and with the fight for the respect she desired and the way to obtain that was to groom this mess of an apprentice into a noble and feared warrior on the battle field and on the hunting grounds. Powerful shoulders flexing the she-cat padded into the apprentice's den, her face scrunched into a frown.

While she had been purring and smiling as of late, she wasn't with any of her friends now so she had no reason to be nice. "Adderpaw, get up." Her voice was rough, while her coughing had finally eased it seemed to have done some damage to her throat. Specklefang was never a quiet cat, apart from a raspy voice that is, so when she spoke her voice seemed to boom in the small confined space. Her back brushed against the top of the den, she stepped on every paw and every tail, her tail whapped faces. It was annoying.

Once Adderpaw was suitably spooked and awake Specklefang left the apprentice's den with a snort of irritation, the brambles snagging her fur as it usually did. While the dawn light was a nice sight to see, it blinded the young she-cat with a hiss. But she didn't wait, if Adderpaw wanted to train she would seek her out after that wake up call. Until then, Specklefang was going to enjoy a nice, plump, Finch.

It was the last thing Adderpaw had expected to wake up to. The young she cat jumped to her paws dark charcoal spotted fur fluffing out. Though she was spooked she was alert and awake now. Shaking her fur out. She quickly went out of the apprentices den after her mentor. She didn't much expect her mentor to be the way she was but Adderpaw would her over it so long as she would become the best and strongest apprentice. Spotting her mentor with a finch the apprentice made her way over

Specklefang to say in short, was slightly disheartened when her apprentice was actually eager to train; she wouldn't actually be able to eat her finch. With a huff the she-cat put her finch back on the pile with a frown before turning to her apprentice, pulling her head back exuding power. She hoped that her father was proud of her now, a strong warrior that could strike fear in the hearts of her enemies.

But she couldn't know, he never spoke or looked at her; pushing aside the though Specklefang's voice boomed. "Adderpaw, pull back your head and raise your tail high. Leave the camp and out into the territory, don't loose your position and keep a steady but strong pace." She snapped, nipping at the paws of her apprentice as she ushered the apprentice out. The kittens of that scum Rockthorn will be properly disciplined, lest they end up like that foul creature.

Once they were out Specklefang's voice raised again. "I want you to open your mouth and smell, you will use purely your environments information on where the borders are. I will correct you if you go over the line, but don't go looking for me for cues because I will be following you." She spat, making her intolerance for error clear.