Escaping Camp

Froststar nodded, pleased with his choice. The fact that he wanted to keep training was a good sign. For something. Not sure what, but yeahshuddup. Giving her paw a few lazy strokes, she spoke. "Attack me first, then. Remember, smart." She directed between licks before putting her paw down and watching the apprentice, waiting for his move.

Reedpaw smiled, plans running through his head. He could tackle her to the ground or claw at her ears. That's when a light went off in Reedpaw's head. He quickly dived to the side, sliding into the water with a loud splash, sending a spray of water up. After the ripples cleared, Reedpaw's head didn't pop back up. He was under the surface of the dark icy cold water, preparing to strike.