Chance/Five

I'M STANDING IN THE CLEARING, eyes narrowed, watching Spicefur. She clears her throat. "Let's try again, shall we." After getting yelled at by Foxpelt for leaving mid-training and chided by Lilyclaw who I told to go slam her face in mud and then getting clouted over the ear by Foxpelt and Petalpaw yelling at everyone to stop, I'm back to here again. Training with my judging mentor.

"Now that you've seen the basics of the territory, let's try battle moves." The black and white she-cat says.

"Battle moves?" I blink. "But aren't I supposed to learn hunting first.

"No, silly," Spicefur rolls her eyes. "I'm your mentor. I get to decide what your lesson plans are but for now, I'll have you start on fighting. In fact, other mentors may call me crazy for doing this."

So we start with the stalking move, how to creep up on my enemies and pounce on them. Spicefur says it's not always going to work but it is basic. I know she's doing this to quench my anger and have something to take it out on which also is productive.