Post by Yoko on Jan 31, 2010 12:46:45 GMT -6
Mudpaw stuttered a lot, but Rabbitheart didn't mind. He was a calm, patient tom, never asking any cat to rush on his behalf. He breezed into the Sandy Hollow with a delighted smile. Ahhh, here were some good times. He remembered he and his father chatting excitedly whenever they were preparing to learn new moves. But now his father moved silently towards the clearing's center. He had not lost any of his air of pride or honor yet something still seemed amiss.
"Lionpaw, I want to practice some older moves with you before a practice battle. Rabbitheart, if you can refresh Mudpaw at the same time so we can have a fair fight?"
Rabbitheart nodded and knealt over so that Ravenkit could climb off of him. The golden tom winked at his younger brother. "Watch us carefully now." He turned to Mudpaw. "I know the last thing you worked on was group fighting, but show me some individual moves first? You know how to battle on hind-legs, right? Try against me?"
The golden tom rose upon his own muscular hind-legs and achieved balance with ease.
Ravenkit, though always fascinated with his brother's movements and techniques and tricks, turned his head in Rainstorm's direction. The older tom was asking Lionpaw to demonstrate a proper lead-and-hold. Ravenkit remembered something about landing on the opponents back for that one, but he was too small to practice it himself. He watched Lionpaw with glaring eyes as Rainstorm set himself up to be the target.
"Alright," the older tom mewed, "Now!"
Rainstorm looked fierce suddenly, not just an old bragging tom, but bristling like a large enemy cat. So he has claws and teeth afterall? Ravenkit thought irritably.
"Lionpaw, I want to practice some older moves with you before a practice battle. Rabbitheart, if you can refresh Mudpaw at the same time so we can have a fair fight?"
Rabbitheart nodded and knealt over so that Ravenkit could climb off of him. The golden tom winked at his younger brother. "Watch us carefully now." He turned to Mudpaw. "I know the last thing you worked on was group fighting, but show me some individual moves first? You know how to battle on hind-legs, right? Try against me?"
The golden tom rose upon his own muscular hind-legs and achieved balance with ease.
Ravenkit, though always fascinated with his brother's movements and techniques and tricks, turned his head in Rainstorm's direction. The older tom was asking Lionpaw to demonstrate a proper lead-and-hold. Ravenkit remembered something about landing on the opponents back for that one, but he was too small to practice it himself. He watched Lionpaw with glaring eyes as Rainstorm set himself up to be the target.
"Alright," the older tom mewed, "Now!"
Rainstorm looked fierce suddenly, not just an old bragging tom, but bristling like a large enemy cat. So he has claws and teeth afterall? Ravenkit thought irritably.