Perhaps one of the greatest honors of a warrior was to pass their knowledge on to the new generation. Unfortunately, in Nettletooth's mind, not all apprentices were worthy of being taught the important art of Clan Defense. Or hunting. Or were even worthy of being in a Clan. It was a proven fact that only the strongest could survive, and frankly, besides her own progeny the she-cat was under the assumption that there were no cats worthy of such an honor.
And yet...Bearstar apparently saw fight to saddle her with a scrap of fur named Maplepaw. A barely-aged kit who hadn't the brains to avoid rushing water. A flash flood, mind you, that her two kits had been able to survive without injury. Needless to say she did not have much hope for her erstwhile apprentice; and the fact that she was given to the hopeless cases made her more angry than greatful.
He better not be wasting her time.
"Come on then!" She snapped. "If you can't keep up, then I don't know how you can ever hope of being a useful warrior! Pick up the pace!"
He was still having trouble understanding why Bearstar had given him to such a cold-hearted mentor? He didn't give a rats ass about her attitude as long as she treated him the way she would treat all other apprentices. Even better was if she pushed him even harder then the other apprentices. He would prove himself to his clan, one way or another. He couldn't wait until the next morning when he would begin his training with Nettletooth.
That morning Maplepaw stepped out of his den ready and raring to get going. His belly grumbled but he wouldn't eat until he finished his training for the day. Before his tail was even fully out of his den he heard Nettletooth call out to him. She took off at a fast pace and he had to quickly take off after her. Nettletooth was obviously a cat you didn't want to mess with. Even so, Maplepaw was pretty sure he could take her especially with his nightly training in the dark forest. He gave a snort at her comment about keeping up. She wanted him to move faster he quickly took off running ahead of her. "Would you like me to slow down now or can you keep up?" He asked as he ran past her.
"Watch your tongue!" Nettletooth snapped, not losing a moment in scolding her apprentice for his impertinent tone. Trying to act all superior to her, was he? Well, she'd smack him back into the nursery if that was the way he wanted to play things.
He might have blazed past her, but she did have the longer legs, so the ginger and white she-cat picked up her pace to fall in line with the the smaller cat, barely stopping herself from checking him with her larger shoulder and knocking them to the ground. "Unless you want to lose it, I'd mind how you talk to me. Last time I checked it was you who was still a paw - you owe me respect - not the other way around!"
But fine...if it was a race, it was a race she would give him. "Since you're keen on being smart, though, you can prove it to me today. But I wouldn't hold my breath." She added, striding past her apprentice in order to take the lead that was her proper due.
Maplepaw laughed under his breath as he heard the elder warrior tell him to watch his tongue which was soon followed by the that he might lose it which just made him laugh that much more. He swallowed and nodded, "Of course Nettletooth you're the boss. What you say goes."YEA RIGHT he shouted in his head. He had only one boss and they weren't alive.
He rolled his eyes when she said he could prove just how smart he was. He couldn't wait to show her what he had learned in the dark forest. But if she asked him how he learned the moves he'll just say he spent several moons watching the apprentices and practicing the moves as a kit until he broke his leg. "Of course, I can't wait"
"Humph." Nettletooth grunted her apply, lip curling over her upper fangs in an expression of just how much she thought he would be able to prove to her. This was a waste of everyone's time, she figured; where were the days they would drive of waifs and stray idiots like this, when they couldn't pull their weight. No, instead, they were expected to mollycoddle them; hold their paws until they were at least half-decent at something. Even if the first thing they were likely to do upon reaching adulthood was fall off a cliff or end up in a family way; bringing even more idiots into this world.
"Not that I think you'll be able to; but I want you to knock me down." She braced her paws against the ground; not exactly a crouch. "If you can't manage to take on an opponent bigger than you, then you might as well start preparing for Starclan now. Just try to get past be for now - and I'll try to be gentle."
As if; Nettletooth expected nothing to happen. She'd get more resistance from a sharp breeze, honestly.
Maplepaw stopped and listened, ok she wanted him to knock her down but then said he wouldn't be able to do it so just try and get past her. He lowered himself to the ground and examined his mentor closely. He wanted to tell Nettletooth not to pull any punches but instead, he held his tongue like she had ordered him to. "I'll do my best," hopefully I'll do so cut it will shut her up for a minute. When he was done examining every possible way he could take her down he darted in swiped his paw at her left shoulder jumped back than darted under her belly and nipped at the soft flesh of the inside of her legs than pushed up as he darted out behind her hoping to knock Nettletooth off balance.
It seemed to take forever for Maplepaw to make his move. Nettletooth growled beneath her breath. "Any time now!" She finally snapped, as she waited for the apprentice to make his first mistake. She failed to notice the way he was actually studying her, until, it seemed, nearly too late.
She of course expected, as inexperienced as he was, for him to try and take her from the front - perhaps swerving at the last moment. Instead, he did almost exactly what she would have done had their positions been reversed; ducking down beneath her front legs and snapping and the wispier fur at her joints. She twisted around, yowling and stumbled out of the way - hardly a graceful maneuver, but it managed to save her from a sharp, well-aimed nip and a topple. Only just.
She arched back, balancing on her hind legs and doing her best to not let the shock register on her face, as she simply and curtly demanded. "Again!"
Maplepaw sat down and wrapped his tail around his paws as he waited for Nettletooth to overcome her shock and be able to speak. When she did speak it was only one word "again." He smiled at her showing his teeth. "Gladly" Standing up he began to circle her studying her once more. He knew he couldn't do it the exact same way as he did before she would be expecting it so he came up with a new plan. Finally, he smiled as his plan blossomed. He stopped circling and charged head-on leaping at the last second to land on her back. Once on her back, he would roll under her belly and kick up with his hind paws before crawling out behind her. This was another move his mentor in the dark forest had taught him.
It was dangerous for any cat to assume anything of another; but despite his ability to surprise her once, Nettletooth was certain that it was just a fluke with Maplepaw. He had gotten lucky, she assured herself - maybe it was one thing he had seen others do, that he was good at. This time, she firmly planted herself.
She'd be ready for him. Or would she? As he rushed towards her, she shifted her weight back, hoping to leap out of the way of his spring beneath her front legs. So imagine her shock when he sprang over her; momentarily planting his paws between her back and shoulder blades before she had time to compute what he was planning. She barely managed to protect her undersides by hitting the ground before he could maneuver beneath her - and still managed to knock the wind from her lungs as he hit the ground with a solid impact.
By the time she regained her footing, there was a look in her eyes that didn't quite border on respect, but suspicion - which was about as good as Maplepaw may indeed have gotten from her.
Maplepaw had managed to get on her back but before he could get under her she hit the ground to keep him from getting under her. He rolled off and stood up giving his pelt a shake to get rid of any dirt or grass that might have clung to his pelt. When he looked up at his mentor he saw the look in her eyes had changed. It wasn't the respect he had expected to get but a look of suspicion instead. Here it comes, the question he had been expecting. Maybe he should have acted more like the week newbie apprentice he was supposed to be but he didn't want to. If he did that then he would never learn anything. Not from Nettletooth anyway. He sat once more with his tail wrapped around his front paws and raised his head and locked his eyes with hers. Now comes the lie that he had to make very believable. "As a kit I constantly watched the apprentices train in camp and often practiced them on my own where no one could watch me. I practiced non stop often sneaking out at night when everyone slept to train in the camp clearing. That is until the flood where I almost drowned and broke my leg." Well it wasn't a complete lie he had watched the apprentices and trained from time to time but not as much as he had. Everything he had done today he had learned from Sootface in the Dark Forest.
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