≈WillowClan≈&☼FrostClan☼

[Rosemary.]

Snowpaw's grab slightly surprised Cold, but only that was enough. She did not fall, but had to regain balance after her front paws slid forward a far ways on the powdery snow. The she-cat shook her head, telling her apprentice that what he had done would probably not have worked on any cats bigger than her. In fact, most cats were larger than her; she was quite lean and small, which helped somewhat in her balance and speed. The young tom was right though; you just don't go up against any cat stronger than you unless you know for sure you can defeat them. "Size does not matter," Coldblaze replied finally,"If you have intelligence." She flicked her tail, signifying for him to try again with something else.

[~Fallen Star~]

((Would someone please reply to Skystep? He's just standing there and has been for a WHILE.))

~ Snowpaw ~ tom of FrostClan ~

Snowpaw circled her slowly, deftly compensating for the slipperiness of the snow. Hopefully his steady gaze would unnerve an enemy, but in reality he was thinking hard. This is definitely not good footing. If I can get her off-balance, I have a chance. On the other hand, the icy snow might work to my advantage. He rapped a paw on the surface shell, testing its thickness. Good. It would hold his weight.
Without warning, he leaped forward, faking a swipe towards Coldblaze's left side. He slid way forward, letting his legs collaspe under him, and skidded under her belly on the slick surface. He rolled and kicked upward in one deft movement. In a battle he would have dug his claws into her exposed underside, but instead he pushed up with all his strength, in theory flipping her forward onto her back but most likely just unbalancing her. Then he used his remaining momentum to slide out from under her, pushing himself to his feet and dropping into a fighting stance again. Immediately he charged, slamming her, raking twice with sheathed claws, and retreating again, making use of his speed. "My size can be an advantage, too," he said, backing up again.

[F r o z e n.R a i n]

{ Sorry, been busy preparing for my new dog, and being in other RPs. No idea how to reply, sorry. }

[Rosemary.]

Snowpaw's sudden kick made Cold's legs slide out from under her, leaving the she-cat in an awkward position when her apprentice charged. Coldblaze slid quite far before she realized what had happened and dug her claws into the slippery ice. The mentor stood and shook her heavy coat as bits of white flakes fell from her fur. She still looked like a dirty snowball. "Good..." she shook her fluffed tail out, then turned back to face the young tom,"My turn." Coldblaze sprang forward, her remark lost in the flurry of snow that came after her. The she-cat scooped up a pawful of the sparkling crystals, then threw them into Snowpaw's vision, temporarily blinding him. From there she slid behind him, placing her paws on his shoulders and pushing down hard.

[~Fallen Star~]

~ Snowpaw ~ tom of FrostClan ~

Snowpaw was still blinking the snow out of his eyes, swiping blindly in front of him, when Coldblaze pressed on his shoulders. His legs buckled, crunching through the ice to the powdery snow beneath. His chin slammed onto the ice, stunning him momentarily. A jagged shard of ice slashed him just above his eye, sending a rivulet of blood down. He was powerless against her superior weight, so he twisted, breaking free of her oppressive pin. He swiped above him with a clawless paw, aiming for her head and hoping to stun. At the same time he floundered free of his snowy pit, clambering back up onto the ice. Still almost completely blinded, he shook himself, spraying snow from his caked coat everywhere. He backed up, putting the hole between himself and his mentor. Finally clearing his vision, he said, "You made use of your weight. I don't think that move would have worked as well on snow-free ground, though."

[Rosemary.]

The silver warrior shook her head, trying to clear the dizziness that her apprentice's paw had inflicted. Coldblaze blinked, then gazed back at Snowpaw,"Your availability of moves depend on your surroundings." She paused. A rare look flashed through her pale coloured eyes; she was smiling, or as close as the she-cat could get to smiling. "I'm starting to think you don't need a mentor." That lasted only a short moment, then Cold turned stern again. The silver tabby swerved quickly around hole Snowpaw had made, partly jumping the large dent in the ice. She leaned forward and struck her paw out at his front legs, leaving him her unprotected back; the white apprentice could use this to his advantage. She wanted to see if he would.

[opti-mism]

Dawnpaw picked her way through the territory, snow dappling the cocoa brown and darker brown as she sneezed sharply as a flake found it's way into her nose as she took in a breath, the unique shapes scattering around her. Losing her balance with the sudden force, she skittered on the slick ice beneath her paws, attempting to dig into the ice with her claws, but it was no use. Her lithe legs collapsed beneath her, the momentum carrying her across the ice a way and into a snowdrift, completely covering her. Only her bright seafoam eyes blinked out of the snow, as a purr rumbled from the pile.

((Just ignore what I've said for Sparrowsong, I was losing my mind at the time. XD I'll repost for her once I have some inspiration for her. ))

[~Fallen Star~]

~ Snowpaw ~ tom of FrostClan ~

Snowpaw danced out of the range of Coldblaze's clumsily outstretched paw, noting her exposed length of long-furred back. He bunched up his long body, then pushed up powerfully with his hind legs, springing into the air and onto her back. He hooked his claws into his mentor's silver fur, thwarting all attempts to dislodging him, and bit down gently on the back of her neck, letting her know he'd won. "Of course, an enemy's back would rarely be in such an unprotected position," he said, jumping nimbly down, "but I appreciate you giving me the chance. I would've made an enemy submit... He trailed off, bile rising in his throat at the thought of actually biting down in cold blood like that, blood flooding his mouth, and feeling his enemy's neck snap...

[Rosemary.]

Seeing the far away look in Snowpaw's eyes, Coldblaze decided it was time for a rest. She sat and ran her tongue through her fur quickly, dislodging any flakes of snow. Once that was done, she stood again and padded towards the place she had come through the tall grass earlier. Pausing at the entrance, Coldblaze glanced back to her apprentice, motioning with her head for him to follow,"Camp."

[~Fallen Star~]

~ Snowpaw ~ tom of FrostClan ~

Snowpaw shook himself out of his dark imaginings and padded after Coldblaze, some of the bounce gone from his step. At least it was a short session, he thought. He started out on the already worn path back to camp, idly watching his surroundings. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something move, and instantly focused on it. A hare? No, it was a snowdrift, oddly enough. It heaved again, and he spotted a pair of eyes. He would know their sea foam color anywhere. He broke into a run. Skidding to a stop, he began frantically digging at the snowdrift. "Dawnpaw!" he panted. "Oh, StarClan! Are you OK?"