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The tiny bundle of rage trembled on the edge of the camp as he waited for his apprentice to join him, sharp yellow eyes on the lookout. He had demanded Thunderpaw meet him here, today, a few minutes from now, and he would not take kindly to the young tom if he came late to their first meeting. Festeringfruit sat up straight as the cliffs behind him, his mop of curly off-white fur bristling indignantly, flopping about in the gentle wind that blew through the land. The undersized warrior never had an apprentice before now, but he was furiously excited to finally had someone to boss around.
Thunderpaw took his time making his way toward the designated meeting spot in the camp. Although he wanted to leave a good impression with his mentor, he wouldn't be too disappointed if he didn't. He'd get there when he got there. But that's not to say he wasn't looking forward to today's encounter. Maybe, hopefully, Festeringfruit will give him the adventure he desperately needed to stay motivated for, really, anything. "I'm here, Teach, what's next?" he asked as he approached the white tom.
He scrutinized the young cat closely with his bug eyes. "The first day, my mentor showed me the borders," he said. "I was bored out of my mind. I'm teaching you to fight."
And so it was decreed. His mission complete, Festeringfruit rose to his paws and lifted his ragged stub of a tail. "We're leaving," he announced unnecessarily as he marched from the camp. "Come with me. The first rule of your apprenticeship: do as I say. Disagree with me once and I'll have you reassigned."
"Depending on how this goes, I wouldn't mind being reassigned," the tom muttered under his breath as he followed his mentor out of camp. Thunderpaw had a bad feeling about this mentorship. The more Festeringfruit talked, the more annoyance he felt but the apprentice would have to deal with it. At least for the meantime. "Teach, I'm just going to put this out there, but if whatever you tell me to do goes against any of my ideals, I just won't do it." he stated plainly.
It seemed the two were on the same page because Festeringfruit wasn't thrilled with his apprentice either. "I'm not planning on doing anything too extreme," he said in a voice that suggested the complete opposite, "but I don't care how you feel about my order, you follow it, and you question it later. That's how being a warrior works. If you don't like it, find another mentor."
Thunderpaw rolled his eyes and continued following behind him We'll see about that. How was this guy even allowed to have an apprentice anyway? he thought as he glared at Festeringfruit's backside. "Yeah, whatever. How much longer do we have?"
"Have some patience, we just started," the warrior shot back. "We're going closer to the border." Patience was one of his strongest traits. Good things come to those who plot and wait, and Festeringfruit took his time. His small size almost made every journey feel like an eternity, and that gave him a lot of time to think.
Eventually, they did reach the spot he was looking for, an open sandy patch not far from the rogue border, and he turned to face down his apprentice. "You might think you know how to fight from playing with your littermates," he said, "but you don't. It's time to learn how real cats fight. Look at me. Look at my size. How should you attack me?"
He sized the smaller cat up before coming up with an answer. "Well, if I were to attack you, I would use my size and power against you try to put you on the defensive. BUT, with your size, you would have a clear speed advantage." I'm not as dumb as you may think. he thought before continuing on. "But, then again, I don't know how well you fight so I'm not sure how I would attack you other than a few feints to see how you respond to them." For some strange reason, Thunderpaw felt that his mentor would shoot down his answer, even if was supposed to be a "learning experience".
'And just like that, you're dead," Festeringfruit replied. "You spent so long trying to come up with the right answer I could have attacked and torn you to pieces by now. Find an answer and commit to it, then act." His stubbed tail waved, and then he sighed and went over the apprentice's answer. "Starting off with feints is a good way to gauge your attacker's abilities," he allowed, "but if you think your opponent is going to be faster than you, should you still try such a simple trick?"
"Obviously in a real situation, that's what anyone would do but you asked me a question, didn't you?" he muttered, shaking his head. "That's something I would do. Every cat fights and reacts to situations differently, if I'm not mistaken, so what may work for you, may not work for me or anyone else my size. If I suspect someone to be faster than me, I wouldn't blind go into it. You're my mentor. Teach me a different approach."
"And you took too long thinking of an answer," he retorted with a flash of that insatiable anger in his heart, narrowing his gaze at the insolent apprentice. "If the answer isn't immediately on your tongue now, then it won't be when you're in the heat of the moment when the decision is life or death." His paw swiped through the air between them and he turned it over, examining his sharp claws, then dramatically slammed his foot back to the ground. "You're dumber than I thought. You want me to teach you what you're going to be good at? That's not how fighting works. If you use the same strategy every time, you'll lose."
"Then what's the point of having a mentor in the first place then? I could learn this stuff on my own." He rolled his eyes and turned back toward camp. "I'm out of here," he said over his shoulder as he started off back home. He wasn't going to stand there and be berated by someone he didn't even know. Just because he was a warrior didnt mean anything to Thunderpaw. nor did his petty shows of intimidation either.
"A mentor exists to tell you when you're being an idiot, like right now," the young warrior snapped. He stared hard at the apprentice. He should let him go, he owed him nothing, if he wanted to throw his life away then so be it... but Festeringfruit was angry as well. He didn't even want to be a mentor, but here they were, and he was not going to tolerate this disrespect. The small mop of a cat darted past Thunderpaw and blocked his path, raising his chin high and defiant.
"You don't walk away from me! Don't take one more step or you'll regret it."
Thunderpaw stopped and looked down on the small warrior and scoffed. "Or what? I'm not going to sit here and let you call me dumb, stupid, or and idiot. You're no mentor, if I have ever seen one. You're clearly mad about something but whatever it is, dont direct that negativity towards me. Now," he said as he angrily brushed past Festerringfruit, "I'll go find another mentor."
He was awakening the beast within the tiny rag, and his claws itched for vengeance. He should jump on him now, tear him limb from limb, rip his pelt to shreds and leave him for the crows to feast upon. That would show him to ignore Festeringfruit. Oh yes, that would be satisfying indeed, but Festeringfruit was not as violent as he thought and he didn't attack. Actually, there was a hint of desperation in his voice as he rudely demanded, "No you won't, you'll stay right here! You think you'll get a new mentor without my agreement? Apprentices can't just give up whenever they want! Now come back here and learn. Maybe I'll stop with the names."
"A 'maybe' isn't good enough." Thunderpaw said over his shoulder as he kept walking. It's amazing how the higher ups thought Festeringfruit would make for a good mentor, especially with his attitude. "I have no interest in learning anything you have to teach me."
"Then you're a fool, just like the rest of them! Walk away now and you'll regret it," he warned, but finally, Festeringfruit stopped trying to follow him.
