Fishtail poked her head out of the surface, swimming on the spot. When she was a kit, she learnt to swim before hunting or fighting. It came naturally to her. She was a bad fighter on land, but if she was in water, she was a lot better. " 'm fine" she said, spitting a little water out of her mouth.
Cottontail nodded. "I would prefer to have a real injury, but I guess I can show you the basics" she said. She cleared an area with her paw, revealing a dusty soil floor under the moss. She draw a line, representing a cut. "Ok, here is a basic wound..." she drew another, thicker, larger line, "and here is a major wound. Apart from size, how can we tell its bad?"
Reedtail smiled, sitting down. "I definitely need someone to talk to" he mewed. "I'm a little bored."
She grinned. "Have you ever met a fox?" She asked. "They are big, scary and dangerous" she leaned over the kit, showing her teeth and her unsheathed claws.