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Bronzepaw looked up, confused. "What?" She asked, having not heard. She saw the lights of the monster then, and tried to get away...but not before it ran over her tail. She let out a yowl of pain, and looked at her now flattened tail.

Spicepelt grinned, and followed. "Okay, Autumnpaw. I'll teach you something today. Just try to aim for my pelt or neck, but go down to my legs. Quickly." She braced herself on instinct.

Icestar! Yes! Lets go! Blizzardpaw exclaimed hopping up. Have fun battle training Autumnpaw! I'll see ya later!
As he had finished his sentence he was already waiting for Icestar by the exit of the Thunderclan camp. He flicked his tail impatiantly again and was almost jumping up and down from the excitement.
Come on Icestar!!!

I...smell... its something musty. Could it be a badger? They live in the dirt don't they? Blizzardpaw asked trying to guess at the smell.
It wasn't familliar to him, and he had only heard about badgers from Spicepelt and Icestar. Never had he actually encountered one.
Then his ears pearked up as he heard a twig snap in the forest not too far off. The snow had muffeld the sound much, but Blizzardpaw was able to make it out faintly. He looked up at his mentor with curious eyes.

Now that one I recognise! Blizzardpaw replied turning his ears and putting his nose up in the air again.
I smell squirrel, Icestar.
Then he looked at her again while getting into his stalking position waiting for her directions.

Blizzardpaw perfected his stance by watching his mentor then moved forward a few steps to test if he was geting the walking right. While he waited for the critique, he heard the squirrel move once again. He knew that he would have to be quick, unless Icestar desided to show him how it was done first.

Spicepelt looked at her. "Your enemy will brace its neck or pelt, leaving its paws virtually unguarded. You can easily attack a cats leg and break it." She lifted her uninjured paw. "Though I wouldn't just tap it with your paw."

Bronzepaw got up painfully, and followed Scarhead back. "Ow.Ow.Ow." She mewed the whole way back, and fell over twice. She managed enough to yowl, "Leopardpelt!"

BLizzardpaw did as Icestar said and kept his tail down. It was harder keeping his breath under control though, he was so excited!
Slowly and silently Blizzardpaw stalked his prey and though it seemed like it took forever, he was soon only a few feet away. With all his might he sprung forward on the oblivious squirrel. Quickly he suffocated the rodent in his strong jaw, sharp teeth piercing its jugular.
The squirrel fell limp in his grasp.
Blizzardpaw immediantly ran over to Icestar with pride shining in his eyes.
Icestar! I did it! And Look at the size of this guy! He mewed excitedly, dropping the meal at her paws.

Yes, mam! Blizzardpaw answered, burring the squirrel in the freshly fallen snow. Pitty though that it didn't cover the blood seaping from the poor creature. Snow was fun to hide in, but hard to hide blood with.
When he had finished his whiskers twitched as he picked up a metalic scent in the wind. He looked to his mentor for an answer and found Icestar deep in though, her brow lined with worry.
What is that smell, Icestar? He asked worried. He hated being left out of a loop.