Getting cold...

"As your mentor, yes." Mistpelt meowed, padding over to the steping stones. "Let's head to the training hallow." She meowed as she crossed over.

"Thanks Mistpelt!" Graypaw happily meowed as he followed Mistpelt, "Is it okay if I go in RiverClan Territory?"

"Well, no. Not unless you wanna tell us something urgent." Mistplet meowed, walking towards the scent of the sand of the hallow.

"Ok," Graypaw meowed as he followed Mistpelt, "So what first?"

"Well," Mistpelt meowed, emerging into the hallow, "do you know anything from watching other Clanmates?" She asked.

"Yeah, I've picked up a few basics," Graypaw meowed back as he stopped walking.

"Can you show me? Come on, you won't hurt me." Mistpelt meowed, getting into a crouch.

"All right," Graypaw meowed as he sized up his opponment for a few seconds, relizing that the she-cat was older than he was, making weight to her advantage. Graypaw bolted at her and than right before he got to close he curved to the right and gave her a quick nip across the muzzle, claws sheathed. He than ran back a couple yards to give him a decent distance between him and Mistpelt, She could have blocked that... Graypaw predicted to himself as he serched Mistpelt's face.

"Good job, good job." Mistpelt meowed, facing him. "But I still have things to teach you. Here, stand still and let me attack you." Mistpelt ran up to Graypaw, then along side him, brushing her paw against his flank. She turned and jumped on top of him, putting her paws on his shoulders. He thumped to the ground from her weight. "Now copy me." She meowed, getting off him.

"Eugh," Graypaw meow barely came out as the wind was knocked out of him, he got up and sized up Mistpelt. Graypaw than ran up to Mistpelt, he moved along side her, brushed his paw against her flank, and he turned and jumped on top of her, putting his paws on her shoulders. Graypaw pressed and he was just able to push Mistpelt to the ground.

"Good job Grawpaw." Mistpelt meowed. "But always be ready for your enemy to do this!" She meowed, rolling over and squishing Graypaw. She rolled onto her belly and jumped off the ground to faced him. "You okay?" She asked, bending her head down to sniff at him.

Not again... Graypaw thought to himself as his underbelly showed and his breath was knocked out of him again. Graypaw than stumpled to his paws and gained his balance, "I'm alright," Graypaw replied as he steadied himself.

"That's good." Mistpelt meowed, backing up a few steps. "Would you like to continue training?" She asked.

"Sure!" Graypaw replied as they went back to training. Time passed and eventually it began to get very dark out, "I think I should be heading back," Graypaw meowed looking at the sky.

"Yes, you probably should. We can continue training another day if you'd like." Mistpelt meowed. "Would you like me to escort you back to your camp? Or should I just be heading back to RiverClan?" she asked, moving a paw towards the edge of the clearing.