Oh... FINALLY!

Branchpaw sat down on the muddy ground. The cold rain seeped into his pelt, making him shiver. It was a horrible day for training, but hasn't everyday been? He sneezed when some rain flowed into his nostrils and pawed at it, trying to get them away.

The only upside about this whole thing was that he was finally going to train. He waited for his mentor to tell him what to do, excitement running through him.

Hawkfrie flew to the training area on his ultra nerdy high-tech jetpacks. He landed in front of Branchpaw with an unreal smiley thing on his face. "So, Branchpaw, I was thinking we could practice some battle training. Some advanced moves. And don't worry, I won't use the matrix this time." Suddenly his face was normal and the jetpacks were gone.

OOC: lol what? XD

"Er... okay?" Branchpaw mewed. He tilted his head, thinking, but then flicked his tail, dismissing it. "So... what kind of advanced moves?" He was really interested in these apparently advanced moves. He'd probably be able to beat the biggest cats with it! And if Leopardstrike cuffed him again.... yes.

For a split second, Hawkfire had the sudden temptation to shoot lazerz at Branchpaw. But he decided against it, since Branchpaw was the only one who could shoot nuclear rawrburgers. They could take over the forest...but Hawk cleared his head with a happy little twitch.

"I'm going to show you a move you can use to kill...or at least injure a badger." He went on as if nothing abnormal had happened.

ooc- oh gawd. xDD LOL

((Wow... Whisperpaw let's point and laugh at this apprentice because you know I will teach you much more pwnsome moves. *points and laughs*))

ooc- *points and laughs* YOU WILL NEVER HAVE MY PWNSOME POWER !

OOC: T.T I'd shoot rawrburgers at you, but they'll kill my mentor.

"Really!?" Branchpaw exclaimed, jumping up to a standing position. Well... that was a little too excited. His ears drooped a little before he spoke again. "Really?" He said more calmly, "a whole Badger?" It must have been a good move.

ooc: WTF XD this is so random

Hawkfire stared at Branchpaw. "You can only hurt it if it doesn't eat you. But don't worry. It might not eat you. It might just be on a walk and it'll tell you..." He switched to a gayish voice. "'I would eatchoo but I already ate a nice little kitteh from Windclan. I went nomnomnom and ooo he tasted so good. Like pie. I like pie. Do you like pie? Cause I like pie. Especially when mah mama cooks it cause then it's always cooked juuuuuust right. But it's ok. I'm not gonna eat you. Mah tummy's full.'" Hawk turned back to his normal voice. "But if a badger doesn't do that and it decides to eat you, and you don't have any nuclear rawrburgers, you'll need this move." He had several more happy twitches. Then he tensed his muscles, twitched again, and leaped high into the air while slashing at an invisible foe at the ground and landing a few foxlenghts away from where he started. He slashed a few more times a his imaginary friend and jumped backward. AND THEN...He twitched. Again.

OOC: Lol, what? XD

Branchpaw nodded. The badger might not eat him, instead it'd talk about cookies and ask him if he liked pie. He observed the moves Hawkfire showed him. "Oh, okay," he nodded, "like this?" Branchpaw tensed his muscles and jumped up. He clawed at the imaginary foe, but didn't stop in time, so he instead fell flat on his face.

Maybe he should just save his rawrburgers.

Hawkfire rolled on the ground laughing like a demon chipmunk. He laughed so much his head grew red and started swelling. Then he sat up, occaisonlly having happy little twitches. "You can't *twitch* win if *twitch* you fall on your fa*twitch*fa*twitch*face. Picture the *twitchtwitchtwitch* thing your attacking. You *twitch* will concen*twitch*trate better." Hawk showed the move again, exactly the same as the last.

Branchpaw got up and glared at his mentor. He didn't have to laugh, simply say it wasn't right. Geez. His pelt bristled a little, but it died down. He had to concentrate or he'd get laughed at again. Branchpaw jumped again, but as last time he fell on his face. He got up again and shook himself. "Wait! Let me try again!" Branchpaw backed up some before jumping again. This time he landed on his feet, but he stumbled right into a tree, letting out a yowl of pain and surprise.

Hawkfire's head swelled again, but he didn't laugh. "Is there a half-eaten bacon rawrburger in your brain?" He sighed. Branchpaw obviously wasn't ready for the anti-Terminator move either. Then he ate the tree to get it out of Branchpaw's way. He gobbled it up in only a few bites, then had a super seizure of twitches and laugh attacks. And suddenly he was normal again. "Tastes like Darth Taters...Anyway, try the move without the midair slash and just focus on your landing." He went around and ate some other trees that could get in the way.

Branchpaw's head started to hurt. He could barely hear what his mentor said, let alone hear his own thoughts. He nodded his head, greatful that Hawkfire ate the trees out of his way. He jumped up and landed on his feet. It was easy to land without slashing at the air. "Well.. that was easy."