Open PAFP Prompt Meet me on the battlefield | Even on the darkest night

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Fawnkit

The smartest kitten in ThunderClan
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I will be your Sword and Shield




Fawnkit couldn't wait to become an apprentice, to learn to fight and hunt and all the other wonderful things apprentices got to learn. But for now she was stuck in camp, with no one there to teach her. Or was there?

Fawnkit spotted Copperstorm lounging nearby - the Storm Guard would prove a more than adequate teacher for the day! She stretched her tiny paws and trotted over to the warrior, tail held high. "Hi Copperstorm!" she meowed at the tom. "Can you spar with me? I want to be a good apprentice and already have some experience once I turn into one!" Fawnkit widened her eyes, "Pretty pleaaaaase!" Surely no warrior could resist her cute eyes...

She stared up at Copperstorm desperately hoping he would say yes - she was not only determined to learn, but also oh so bored. Hopefully this warrior would entertain her for the time being...


OOC: Wait for @Copperstorm to respond c:
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You walk along the edge of danger
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So lost in thought had the Storm Guard been that he scarcely noticed the little kit toddling his way until she stood before him, eyes wide and expectant. He blinked once, almost startled, and then let out a quiet breath through his nose. Of course. There'd be a question, some request... Kits always found a way to tug at his focus whether he wanted it or not. Golden eyes slipped down to meet hers, half-lidded at first before softening. His tail gave a small flick.

" Hello, young Fawn. " he greeted with a faint grin, the corners of his muzzle quirking. Sure enough, there it was, the bold request of a spar. A snort slipped out as he tilted his head, giving her a long, considering look. He knew that he could not use his full strength, stars... He doubted he could use MUCH against a kit except... Trying not to harm her. But she seemed determined, and bored. Two very dangerous combinations to boot... " A spar, hm? " he hummed, as though weighing the idea. She was small yet, not even an apprentice… but there was no harm in humoring her with a little lesson, so long as he was careful. Very careful... Super careful...

" Alright then. " he sighed at last, extending a paw to give her a gentle prod in the shoulder. " But cut it with the cutesy eyes, kit. I suppose I can teach you a thing or two. Just enough to keep those paws quick if trouble comes sniffing. " With a grunt, he rose to his paws, stretching out his long frame, though a glimmer of amusement lingered in his eyes.

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Aw yeah! Fawnkit was proud of herself - she managed to convince the Storm Guard to spar with her! Her paws tingled with excitement, her tail alert. This wasn't just playfighting with the other kittens, this was training with a real warrior. It didn't matter that Copperstorm was so much bigger than her, or that his paws could probably strike her down with one swift strike. He was a seasoned warrior and she was going to learn something from him.

She crouched into what she thought was a battle stance, lowering her front paws, but keeping her hind ready to pounce, waiting for her sparring partner, or opponent, to move. In her mind she looked fierce, though in reality her tail was sticking up, her paws uneven and her gaze not fixed at her opponents movements. "What do I need to do, Copperstorm?" she asked, ears perked. She could almost picture herself on the battlefield, protecting her Clan. She hoped Copperstorm would see how seerious she was, determined and eager to learn.

Her muscles tense, she tried to keep steady - but her body wasn't trained for this and her paws wobbled a bit with the effort. Still, she stayed still - this was her chance to prove she was more than just a kitten roaming the camp. Her eyes narrowed as she awaited Copperstorm's instructions.