Grass tore his gaze from the dirt he'd been playing with a moment ago, and turned to watch his teacher, Bramble, he recalled, meow something to him. It took Grass a single moment to realize what he was saying, and then he agreed whole-heartedly, "O-oh! Yes! Yeah, I will!" He stood immediately, bouncing up, and lashing his tail with excitement, ready to hear what his tutor had to say about fighting. If he wanted to be a successful cave-guard, he had to learn how to fight, and how to ward off enemies. If anyone was going to teach him how to do that, it was going to be Bramble! Grass had practically idolized the cave-guard tom, and was no ecstatic as their fighting practice was about to begin!