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Post by Flamefur on Aug 22, 2008 20:11:53 GMT -5
Flamefur and his apprentice Cloudpaw padded softly through the Moorland. The young apprentice was out for a battle lesson in the open field. "Cloudpaw, we'll start with simple off-throwing moves. Here's one." the ginger tom stalked up to the young apprentice and met his eyes before sprinting up to his side and barreling him over with heavy paws. The fluffy white tom nodded bravely before they moved on. Soon, the senior warrior had taught his apprentice many strategies and tactics that would let him unbalance an opponent. "Now time for the real challenge." Flamefur meowed. The ginger cat stood tall and smiled sinisterly at his grandson. "Attack me. I'm a rogue hunting on your territory." Cloudpaw courageousely leaped at the older cat and bowled him over before wheeling around and faking a bite to his neck. The apprentice pulled away and sunk his teeth in to Flamefur's leg fur to mimic a dangerous bite and then spun around and pounced, pinning his mentor to the side of a huge shrub and pretending to sink a near fatal bite to his mentor's exposed neck. Flamefur got up and licked himself clean. "Great job! I would be crowfood if you had met me as a real rogue." he congratulated. Cloudpaw blushed and closed his eyes, nodding. "Thank you."
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