Squirreltail flicked her tail a little as she nodded "Maybe its
meant to be weary because any clan could attack us. BUt that doesnt
feel right" she replied
Pinepaw was staring at the squirrel. The squirrel was black.
"I-it's cursed. The elders told me black squirrels can kill entire
Clans with a disease called squirrelcough."
Pricklepaw began sliding her body just above the ground, quietly
approaching the prey. She didn't glance at her mentor, laser
focused, she caught the scent of the squirrel immediately.
Pinepaw nodded. She pounced square on top of the unholy creature
and slashed it's throat. It was clumsy, as she was used to biting
her prey, but the elders' tale haunted her, causing her fur to
bristle as she buried it.
Yewleaf jumped up and landed on his apprentice, landing on top of
her and flattening her to the ground. He backed away. “If we were
fighting, you’d have claw marks in your shoulders.”
“Don’t attack me from head on. Let’s try again.” Yewleaf grunted,
standing towards his apprentice. His black fur layer flat on his
back, his eyes gleaming with blankness.