The black and grey tom watched intently as Leafdapple dropped into a hunting crouch, "Like this Batear?" She asked in a quiet voice, trying not to tremble as she held the awkward position. There was a sigh from Batear, and the pretty she cat crossed her jaw, "What am I doing wrong?" She questioned, glaring at the tom, and Batear shook his head.
"Your back is to high, lower it like this." He said, pushing down on her back so that her belly was almost touching the ground. "And keep your tail straight out."
"Oh!" She exclaimed, doing what he had instructed, "Like this."
"Yes! I think you could finally catch something." He chuckled, and Leafdapple pretended to look hurt, pouting out her lower jaw.
Standing up, she turned to face the tom, "Now, I can't help that I wasn't born in the clan, can I Batear." He rolled his eyes as the she cat moved closer to him, blinking her blue eyes seductively. Batear stood up to try and break the tension that hung in the air, Leafdapple glowered slightly.
He jerked his head to the side, "Leafdapple, I told you I would train you how to hunt and fight like a clan cat, but you're going to have to try a little harder if you ever want to learn."
The she cat purred, running her head under his chin, "Can't we take a little break from training?"
"No, I don't think that would be the best idea..."
Leafdapple crossed her jaw and turned away, casting a side ward glance at the stubborn tom. Ever since joining ThunderClan Leafdapple had found herself oddly attracted to the male. She couldn't exactly place why, he wasn't the most attractive tom, his ears were to far to big compared to his body, and his pelt was extraordinarily bland. Since her arrival, she had attracted nearly all of the males, not limited to just ThunderClan.
Yet Batear payed her no mind, went out of his way to ignore her and her flirtatious attempts. Why? He had no mate, no she cat to focus his attention on. And why shouldn't he like her? She was beautiful, almost perfect!
Annoyed and angry, she turned again to the tom, who had suddenly focused all his attention to the ground beneath his paws. "Alright." She muttered, before faking a large smile, "Oh, Batear, Batear, Batear." The tom flicked his large ears and Leafdapple thought she caught a flash of a wicked smile. "You're just playing with me, aren't you...Batear." She whispered. If it had been any other cat he wouldn't have been able to hear, but those giant ears could pick up anything.
"I don't know what you mean." He replied, moving past the glowering she cat with a teasing smirk, his tail high. "Now let's head back to camp be-"
He stopped before he could finish his sentence.
"What is it, jerk?"
There was a few seconds pause as Batear tried to gather his breath, "Go get Icestar." He ordered.
Leafdapple suddenly began to worry, "What is it?" She asked tentatively. "What's wrong?"
"Go get Icestar...now!"