I woke to the sun shining into the barn. The sun was almost right into the sky. I looked around for dad or Barley. I scented for them and figured they both went for a walk. Something else I scented caught my attention, a mouse. I whipped around silently to see the little brown mouse sitting as the edge of the hay. I hunched back and watched the mouse, I kept my tail straight and padded forward slowly. I jumped and caught it, killing it before it even made a sound.
"Good catch." I look up shocked. A golden tabby tom was staring down at me, he also had stars in his pelt. Embarrassed, I licked my chest a few times.
"Thank you, …" I paused for a name.
"Lionheart." he purred and jumped down. He towered over me, but then again, I'm only a kit.
"You're a Starclan cat, right? Like Spottedleaf?"
"Yes, I am. I'm here to train you."
"Train me? Like to hunt and fight?"
"Correct. Your smart for a kit."
"Thank you. So what will we learn first?"
"The leap-and-hold. You're a small cat, so this move is prefect for you. A bigger cat is attacking you. Jump up on its back bite or dig your claws into their pelt. If you bite down on them, you're your claws to wound them. If you use you claws to hang on, bite them everywhere you can reach."
"Ok, but no killing its against the code."
"Yes, lets begin, claws sheathed."
"Right." I run to the side quickly and jump up on him, he didn't see it coming, so he couldn't dodge fast enough. I bit down into his scruff and ran my paws everywhere I could reach. He stopped moving around and I got down.
"Good. If a cat does this to you, roll over or shake yourself."
"Or jump in a river!" purring at the thought of jumping with a cat on your back into the water.
"That too." he purred with me. He taught me some about hunting then left as my father and Barley came back. My catch of a mouse is forgotten as I drift to sleep.