Sunrise!

Foxkit raced into the training hollow, excitement clear in every hair on her pelt. But when she stopped, you could clearly see that she was still tired, her eye lids drooping slightly and her pelt still messy. She hadn't slept all night, too excited about her training.

Griffonpaw had been sitting on a stone, waiting for Foxkit. "You're late." meowed, jumping gracefully from the cold perch. He landed barely a tail-length in front of the she-cat. "Are you ready to learn the ways of fang and claw?" he challenged while he circled her, examining her as she stood before him.

"Of course I am!"she squeaked defiantly, looking over at the tom.

Griffonpaw nodded, backing off to stand in front of her. "Slash the air." he ordered, looking very stern. He would need to find the qualities of Foxkit to train her the best way he could.

Foxkit nodded with a slightly confused look in her eye but lifted one paw. She slashed at the air strongly, imagining slashing an opponent's eyes or throat.

Griffonpaw nodded, saying nothing. He turned around and left for his stoney seat. "Run to the base of this rock." he mewed strongly.

"OK?" She put her paw down and started running towards the rock, her short legs keeping her at a steadier pace.

"Fair enough." Griffonpaw noted, he jumped down suddenly. He kept his claws in as he aimed to land on her shoulders.

"Wha-" Foxkit cut off as she was squished to the ground.

NO MUSE

*Pushes Muse off high mountain cliff* woops

Griffonpaw quickly leaped off, "So, good strength, decent speed, and very bad reflexes." he stated, almost smiling. "Come on, get up." he readied himself, getting himself in a fighting stance. "Attack me."

Foxkit picked herself up, shaking her pelt out. Then she crouched into a fighting stance, keeping her head and tail low as she thought about her attack. Then she darted forwards, going for a frontal attack where she swiped at her opponent's nose.

Griffonpaw backed his weight a bit, then lunged forward as Foxkit's paw swiped past him, eerily close to his nose.

She growled, standing on her back paws to turn and try to miss Griffonpaw, being knocked over onto her back as he hit her. She scrabbled at his belly with her back paws, claws carefully sheathed, as his much larger weight pinned her.

Griffonpaw laughed as her paws hit his belly, he got off her gently to let her stand up. "You'll have to figure out your own weaknesses and strengths and use them to your advantage." he advised, "But never let your opponent know of them." He twitched one of his whiskers, flicking some frost of his muzzle. Steam bellowed out his mouth as he spoke to her, and he stood there, smiling.

Foxkit nodded, thinking as she flipped over onto her paws. She knew that she was agile, because of her small size, and that she was pretty fast. Strength would need to be worked on, but she could deal multiple blows in little time with her speed and maybe win a fight against a larger opponent.

She darted forwards again, this time zigzagging right and left in wide lines to try and confuse him. Then she rushed around, to his side to try to land a carefully aimed blow to his flank and then dodge away, to his other side to swipe at his shoulder.

Griffonpaw was hit on his shoulder, seeing that Foxkit was going for his other shoulder, he threw his weight to the side she was heading for. Hopefully, he would hit her, or she would hit him in the face. Great odds.

OOC: *so wants to throw Tansy in this for no reason* D:

Foxkit squeaked, being hit and thrown across the clearing again. She got up again, shaking her head and jumping forwards to land a quick blow on his chest or head.

Griffonpaw jumped aboved her, landing just behind her and aiming a swipe at her leg, trying to trip her. "Imagine your opponents next move before he takes it."

Foxkit nodded breathlessly, lying on her side as she got to her paws and ducked, trying to bring her paw up into Griffonpaw's chest. If it had been a real fight... then her claws would leave a long gash if it hit.

Griffonpaw felt Foxkit's paw hit him, leaving him a bit winded. He backed up a little, only to spring forward again, happy to see her fighting back. If his aim was right, he'd land right beside her, looking as if he was off his aim. Then he'd ram into her and pin her down.

Foxkit tryed to scramble away but was crushed, panting. She struggled valiantly under his greater weight, flailing her paws and tail to try and knock him off. "Uff,"she growled.

Griffonpaw smiled as he looked down at her. "Not bad," he praised as he got off her and turned his back to her, "For a kit." he taunted, adrenaline usually made cats fight harder, and better. If he could get her angered enough, she'd fight him and could possibly show him what she was really capable of.

Foxkit hissed, still out of breath. She hauled herself to her paws and jumped forwards, aiming to slash her paw across Griffonpaw's head and leap away, digging her hind claws into the earth to leap away if nessicary.

Griffonpaw flinched as claws dug into him, but then he smiled. His plan worked. He whipped around, faking a growl. "Is that the best you can do? You really are pathetic."