Open Territory A SALESMAN OR A SOLDIER [ fighting assessment ]

This thread takes place outside the clan's camp in its territory.
(🜲) the late leaf-fall air is crisp against her nose as the storm guard leads her gaggle of apprentices out into the territory. the maples and oaks that soar above seem almost aflame with brightly colored leaves against a pale blue sky. it's just past dawn, and she's hoping her charges are bright eyed and bushy tailed, what with the activity they have today. "right," the woman begins, flicking her tail as she comes to a stop in the sandy hollow. hopping onto a low stump at the edge, hazelheart addresses the 'paws, gaze resting on snapdragonpaw. the girl is learning quickly, despite her prickly demeanor, and hazel knows it won't be long before snapdragonpaw joins grizzlypurr in the warriors' den. then she'll have two apprentices trained... stars, she'd be exhausted if she didn't love teaching so much.

"this is an evaluation of your fighting knowledge," the storm guard announces, ignoring any anxious looks between younger apprentices. "for those of you in training for a while, you should be successful at this. for those just beginning, this is the kind of assessment your mentors will expect you to be ready for in a few moons." pausing to wet her lips, the woman casts her mind out to the countless spats and battles she's been in over the years. "we'll start with talking through moves, and then i will have you pair off and practice with one another. snapdragonpaw," finding the girl again, hazelheart blinks. "you are facing an enemy warrior larger than you. what tactics will keep you from being crushed as you fight them? the rest of you, think about what you would do. what if it were a creature other than a cat?"


  • // " #8f4a00" tagging my ppentice @Snapdragonpaw but this is open to any/all apprentices and their mentors!
  • HAZELHEART 🜲 tags / toyhouse

    🜲 trans molly (she / her) / bisexual, widow of BRACKEN
    🜲 63 moons old, ages realistically
    🜲 storm guard of thunderclan
    🜲 mother to MAGNOLIAPEAK, HONEYSUCKLECRY, HYACINTHRAIN
    🜲 mentoring SNAPDRAGONPAW / mentored by none
    🜲 penned by LAVS / message lavendes on discord for plots!

    a stocky, medium-haired brown tabby with hazel eyes. this is a large cat with a rippling musculature. hazel's frame is wide and tall, shoulders broad, muzzle and eyes heavy in her skull. chestnut and chocolate fur swirl across her pelt, sliced through with tabby stripes of shadow. her eyes invoke images of a sweet summer's day, honey and brown mingling into a soft amber gold
 
Everything stays right where you left it
Everything stays
But it still changes
Ever so slightly, daily and nightly
In little ways, when everything stays

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Heartpaw watched Hazelheart with wide eyes, swallowing hard. Suddenly her throat felt dry... And her chest too tight. What if she said the wrong thing? What if Hazelheart looked disappointed in her? Her gaze flickered to the other apprentices before darting back to the mentor. The question hung in the air: how do you keep yourself safe from an enemy larger than you? She frowned slightly, thinking. She was small, not strong enough to overpower anyone bigger. So she'd have to be quick. Really quick. Or smart. Maybe both.

If they were much larger.. Maybe she could stay underneath them, or slip behind them... Or even make them trip somehow? Heartpaw's head tilted as she thought it through, whiskers twitching. Should she speak up? Or stay quiet and listen? " Uh... uh.. " she sputtered at last, ears burning. " Maybe... Climb something and drop down when they don't expect it? Or use dust or leaves to distract them. If I'm not strong enough... Then I have to think enough. "

She gave a small, nervous laugh, paw scuffing the ground. " Or... Just pretend to be a rock until it went away. " she added quickly, with a shy smile. " That might work too? "

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Webpaw snorted loudly at Heartpaw's response.

"What other cat is going to mistake you for a rock?" she asked, her voice dry and rude. "Have you ever seen a rock with whiskers?"

The apprentice didn't bother waiting for a reply before addressing Hazelheart, her gaze resolute.

"The best option would be a leap and hold technique- you'd want to jump on their back and dig in so they can't attack you. But obviously you could attack them from there!"

ThunderClan Apprentice
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