Saoirse snorted. "Just like she-cats. Hostile towards toms and toms only. Well, kitty, you're only option is to train, and you'll keep those wimpy claws of yours sheathed unless I say so."
Robinpaw is in the dark forest for a training lesson
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"My claws are not wimpy!" she spat
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"Say what you want. Train or wake up!" he hissed.
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"Train."
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Saoirse nodded, then, quick as a rabbit, he ran to her side and ducked his head. With his muzzle, he aimed to sweep her paws out from under her. He knew she hadn't been ready. She probably expected him explain to her what to do first.
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Robinpaw jumped out of the way.
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Saoirse rolled his eyes. "There's no way you could have dodged that." As soon as he finished talking, he lunged at her, aiming to crash into once more. The she-cat is stupid. She can't anticipate every he makes.
[Ooc: I noticed that she's dodging everything...]