Falling With the Rain

Third Person Rainpaw POV

"Let me try again!" Rainpaw pleaded to her mentor.

Brightheart merely regarded her with amusement. "Don't you think you've practised enough, Rainpaw? You haven't eaten all morning!"

"And I can keep going!" Rainpaw insisted, Brightheart clearly wasn't hearing the desperation in her voice. "I'm fine, trust me! Just let me have a few more tries!"

"Well, I can't have you starving, can I?" Brightheart teased. "How about we cancel the hunting training that we have planned later and replace that with more battle training!"

Rainpaw groaned in frustration. "I don't want to do battle training later, I've almost perfected my technique, both with vision in both my eyes and with no vision in one eye!"

"Alright," Brighheart relented. "But only once more."

Rainpaw immediately brightened and ran to the otherside of their little private training clearing and hunkered down into a crouch and carefully watched as Brightheart mirrored her movements.

Slowly but surely, Brightheart began to circle her in a weaving motion that kept her mentor's one seeing eye on her. Hunkering down even further, Rainpaw tucked her hind legs in as close to her body as she could, preparing for when Brightheart would pounce.

Silently, Rainpaw watched every single part of her mentor's movements and noted every single thing. Whether it be Brightheart notably sizing her up and down to even subtly changing the pattern in her weaving motion. So when she noticed that Brightheart began to slowly tense her back legs, she was ready for what came next.

With a fearsome yowl, Brightheart launched herself at Rainpaw. Now in the split second that it would take Brightheart to land on her, Rainpaw had a decision to make. Either shoot forward from underneath Brightheart, or jump up and meet her in the air. Clearly, any cat would expect for their opponent to shoot out to the otherside from underneath them, so Rainpaw would get some leverage if she met her mentor in the air with the same amount of force. So of course she chose the latter option.

Rainpaw narrowed her eyes and shot upwards, hitting square on Brightheart's stomach which caused them to fall backwards from the direction Brightheart had pounced from. Rainpaw hung tightly with the tips of her claws into Brightheart's pelt so that when her mentor tried to roll over her to crush her, Rainpaw easily pulled away and got back onto her paws.

"That was a nice move." Brightheart admitted as she pulled herself back onto her paws just as quickly.

"Come at me again!" Rainpaw insisted, feeling the energy pouring into her veins.

"But we only said one more try, remember?" Brightheart reminded her.

"But you haven't pinned me yet and I haven't pinned you yet." Rainpaw corrected.

"Very we—" Brightheart cut herself off by running at Rainpaw head on.

Rainpaw immediately flung herself forward and raked her paw against Brightheart's flank whilst twisting in midair to land back onto her paws. Twisting around she pounced back at her mentor, who was still recovering from the mild-unbalancing, and finally pinned Brightheart.

Rainpaw panted as the exhilarating tension of a 'battle' faded away. She stepped off of Brightheart and decided it would be a good idea to lie flat on the ground with her belly and face to the sky, so that was exactly what Rainpaw did.

"You did very well," Brightheart said, her voice filled with pride. "But I'm still trying to figure out what your technique is. And that was a very advanced move you used there with the twist and rake."