Ashpaw, a dashing apprentice looking for friends...

[♣ Sorrel IS GONE]

Winterpaw watched impressed by the two apprentices.

[tigerblood]

Brokenpaw, whoms gaze was locked on what he was doing, did not notice Ashpaw's lashed out backleg until it was to late. He fell onot the ground, back first so his stomach would he exposed. But, his front paws were still locked with the other apprnetice's. So, Brokenpaw readied his back and front paws to kick the apprentice off when and if he attempted to pin him down.

[cheEtah ! ( moving-inactive )]

Lemonvine stared in awe as the tom made their own moves. She then shook her head and just gazed with a cool gaze. She smirked and thought Wow, so toms do have brains! She laughed slightly at that.

[Kyla Grace]

Brokenpaw, whoms gaze was locked on what he was doing, did not notice Ashpaw's lashed out backleg until it was to late. He fell onot the ground, back first so his stomach would he exposed. But, his front paws were still locked with the other apprnetice's. So, Brokenpaw readied his back and front paws to kick the apprentice off when and if he attempted to pin him down.

Ashpaw made as if he was about to pin the tom, rearing up to crash down on him, but he leaped nimbly to the side, and pulled Brokenpaw with him, aiming to send the other apprentice sprawling to the ground.

A ways away, Halfclaw had taken note of the match, and watched, ears pricked with interest. Stripeheart limped casually over, walking funny on her bad back leg, as she always had. She saw flashes of grey, black and white fur.
"What's going on?" She meowed.
"They're just practicing." Growled Halfclaw. She was secretly proud of her apprentice, but her stone-cut expression did a good job of hiding it, her scars across her snout bunching up as she wrinkled her nose.
"Ugh, what is that smell?" She grumbled. Stripeheart looked suddenly nervous.
"Oh, er, I fell in a wild onion patch. Bad leg gets me every now and then." She mewed, putting on a simple tone.

[tigerblood]

Brokenpaw reared up his backlegs, about to kick Ashpaw in the stomach with them, before he was jerked to the side. With a small snarl, he kicked out his backpaws and aimed to kick the other tomcat away with a blow to the stomach.

[cheEtah ! ( moving-inactive )]

Lemonpaw's ears twitched slightly as she felt voices get caught by the breeze. She slightly turned her head from the toms and spotted the senior warriors. She wondered if her mentor was here...he barely was. Ghostspirit was complete opposite from her. Silent, respectful, noble, and yet very annoying. They both had the same ivy colored eyes but Lemonpaw had a bright golden pelt while his pelt was as pale as a true ghost. She sighed and turned her head back to the toms.

[♣ Sorrel IS GONE]

Winterpaw stood up a little having a feeling this was about to get more violent and serious. She watched the toms movement in case one became aggressive.

[Kyla Grace]

Ashpaw felt the blow and sprang away, crouching, panting for a moment, invigorated by the mock-fight. "You're pretty good." He breathed, crouching, his fluffy, black smoke pelt ruffled. He gave Brokenpaw a moment to get up and regain himself as well.

[cheEtah ! ( moving-inactive )]

Lemonpaw noticed Winterpaw's worried expression and also thought that they were getting a bit rough too. She narrowed her eyes but kept watching in silence.

[tigerblood]

Brokenpaw nodded, scrambiling to his paws. "Your pretty good too." he panted back, preparing himself for another attack from Ashpaw.

[♣ Sorrel IS GONE]

Winterpaw realized a little as the toms broke apart. "Amazing! You two are great fighters!" Winterpaw purred sitting back down curling her white tail over her paws. But she also imagined how much damage the two toms could do in a real fight and she tried hard not to shiver at the thought of what they might do to each other.

[cheEtah ! ( moving-inactive )]

Ghostspirit padded out of the shadows and towards the she-cats. "What's going on?" he asked in a rough voice. His ivy green eyes showed no expression and his silvery fur was gleaming in the sunshine.

Lemonpaw yawned and wrapped her tail tighter around her paws. She couldn't help but smile at the panting toms. Lemonpaw meowed "I'm very impressed by you guys making new moves out of thin air!"

[Kyla Grace]

Brokenpaw nodded, scrambiling to his paws. "Your pretty good too." he panted back, preparing himself for another attack from Ashpaw.

Ashpaw smiled, meowing, "Thanks, Winterpaw! It's good practice you know, what with some of the wars going on back and forth, the anti-clans versus the pro-clans..." He paused, leaving the fight for a moment, meowing "You think we'll be next? We're not anti-clan, but, we are smaller, and more separated... we could be a target." He flattened his fur out. He had heard Halfclaw speak to Stripeheart often while he was training with the other apprentices.... They often talked about battles together, strategized, debated. Halfclaw talked to Stripeheart about those things, because Speckledpath didn't like to discuss it. In fact, every day, Speckledpath was more a queen than a warrior. That's ok though. He thought. His mother was proud of him, even though she wasn't always there to watch him battle or hunt or patrol.

Halfclaw and Stripeheart looked up. "What's going on with you?" Growled Halfclaw, unfazed. Stripeheart gave her comrade an annoyed look.

[♣ Sorrel IS GONE]

Winterpaw purred at Ashpaw. "You'll be a great warrior!" The white apprentice meowed which was meant for both apprentices but was secretly meant for Ashpaw.

[tigerblood]

"Yeah, thanks Winterpaw..." Brokenpaw mewed, still panting. Then, when Ashpaw began to speak of polotics, Brokenpaw stepped in. After all, he was the deputies son and the other deputies apprentice. "We're not small. You can never say something like that, or you can be sure other clans and anti-clans will tackle the chance to attack us. And we've already been attacked mulitable times last moon, so we've already been next, per say."