(🜲) days ago, rufouspaw had complained out loud his desire to be more active in battle training, and hazelheart has not stopped thinking of it since. with tensions rising at the borders, even though all had agreed to gather, the storm guard sees little reason not to permit a large training session, especially as the group of apprentices going seem quite keen on it. she'd told rufouspaw to gather a group, and now she pads towards the sandy hollow, flicking her tail and chatting idly with the warriors who accompany her. the 'paws gallop ahead, chattering amongst themselves as the large clearing comes into view. hazelheart halts at its middle, lashing her tail for silence amongst the group.
"today, we will be honing our fighting skills," she begins, eyeing each eager apprentice with a warm golden gaze. "myself, mousefoot, and ashmoon, will demonstrate some moves, and then you will split off to practice them. at the end of the day, we will have a three-versus-three mock battle. winners get first pick of the prey pile tomorrow morning." it's incentive enough - even though thunderclan do not have rules about meal order, apprentices tend to eat last due to their busy schedules. "right, are we ready?" awaiting their nods, the tabby storm guard centers herself, breathing deep before locking eyes with ashmoon. the other catl flashes her a small grin before dropping into a fighting stance. the two face off, hackles raised, before ashmoon darts in, head low, aiming to ram hazelheart off of her paws. the she-cat dodges, sending her opponent spiraling behind her. she spins, taking advantage of his confusion to land a couple blows across his neck, before hooking her paws around him and pummeling him to the ground. he kicks up, automatically protecting his stomach with his hind legs to throw her off. hazelheart allows him to do so, pulling away so they can circle once again. ashmoon lunges one more time, leaping up into the air to land across hazelheart's back. he is successful, as the she-cat does not roll until heartbeats before he lands, and so the two lock in a tussle, paws flying. finally, the storm guard pushes the warrior from her and leaps up, tail in the air. "hold!" she calls, and ashmoon, panting, backs off, smoothing his tongue across his fur as he joins mousefoot at the edge of the clearing.
hazelheart shakes her fur, nodding to the warrior before her gaze returns to the apprentices. "alright. what did you notice about our fight. there are no wrong answers," golden eyes sweep the group, expectant as she catches her breath.
"today, we will be honing our fighting skills," she begins, eyeing each eager apprentice with a warm golden gaze. "myself, mousefoot, and ashmoon, will demonstrate some moves, and then you will split off to practice them. at the end of the day, we will have a three-versus-three mock battle. winners get first pick of the prey pile tomorrow morning." it's incentive enough - even though thunderclan do not have rules about meal order, apprentices tend to eat last due to their busy schedules. "right, are we ready?" awaiting their nods, the tabby storm guard centers herself, breathing deep before locking eyes with ashmoon. the other catl flashes her a small grin before dropping into a fighting stance. the two face off, hackles raised, before ashmoon darts in, head low, aiming to ram hazelheart off of her paws. the she-cat dodges, sending her opponent spiraling behind her. she spins, taking advantage of his confusion to land a couple blows across his neck, before hooking her paws around him and pummeling him to the ground. he kicks up, automatically protecting his stomach with his hind legs to throw her off. hazelheart allows him to do so, pulling away so they can circle once again. ashmoon lunges one more time, leaping up into the air to land across hazelheart's back. he is successful, as the she-cat does not roll until heartbeats before he lands, and so the two lock in a tussle, paws flying. finally, the storm guard pushes the warrior from her and leaps up, tail in the air. "hold!" she calls, and ashmoon, panting, backs off, smoothing his tongue across his fur as he joins mousefoot at the edge of the clearing.
hazelheart shakes her fur, nodding to the warrior before her gaze returns to the apprentices. "alright. what did you notice about our fight. there are no wrong answers," golden eyes sweep the group, expectant as she catches her breath.
- // takes place two days pre-gathering, apologies for the lateness of this! @RUFOUSPAW @Coyotepaw @Cardinalpaw @Snapdragonpaw @saltpaw @FLICKERPAW + npc warriors and @Ashmoon (power play perms given) " #b8a300"
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HAZEL 🜲 SHE / HER, WARRIOR OF THUNDERCLAN. 54 MOONS OLD, PENNED BY LAVS
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
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