Yes! Longest chapter as of yet!

"Up! Down! Across! Belly swipe! Throat claw!"

Ravenpaw did all these moves to a bush, before long it was just a tattered as of leaves and twigs.

Hailstar looked down at her, "If you cannot get the throat claw right you'll be an apprentice for three leaf bares." he said, ready to 'reprimand' her.

"Yes Hailstar, I will try harder in training to banish the unworthy of life." But I just got apprenticed today, I cannot do everything right! Ravenpaw turned, and swiped her claws down a tree, marking it with four long rents, telling that it was her tree.

"Good. Practice on that deathberry bush over there, destroy it, uproot it, and get the berries for Ashleaf." he said, nodding with an air of smugness that infuriated Ravenpaw.

Pretend that bush is Hailstar, pretend he killed Falconpaw! She thought, as she tore away at it, clawing in almost perfect coordination.

"Better, come over here to practice hunting." Hailstar said loudly, turning, and beckoning with his tail for her to follow him.

The two of them emerged into a clearing on the top of a hill, overlooking the lake on one side, the forest on another, Thunderclan on another, and Shadowclan territory on the last.

With an intake of breath, she looked around, surveying her home, on the other side of the lake she thought she could see the moor.

"Be careful, we took this from Thunderclan recently, I can still smell the sweet scent of blood." Hailstar lifted his head and breathed deeply, a look of happiness on his face.

What kind of civilized cat loves the scent of blood?

Blood spattered the ground and bushes, giving the place a scent of death and despair masking everything else.

"Well? Show me you hunting crouch." Hailstar commanded, lifting his paw to enforce it.

Inwardly shuddering, Ravenpaw crouched down, trying to mimic what what the older apprentices showed off to each other.

"Wrong!" Hailstar yowled, shoving her limbs into the right place.

Ravenpaw winced, his claws had been unsheathed and she now had scratches.

"Pounce on that branch, claws unsheathed, snap in in two." He said, gesturing to a small branch in front of her.

Leaping forward, Ravenpaw landed on the center of the branch, snapping it in two.

The rest of the day continued like that, Hailstar ordering, and Ravenpaw doing as he wished, afraid for her life, ready to run if she had to.