Chapter Fourteen

Why in StarClan's name did I think this was a good idea? Flamepaw thought as he tucked in his paws low to avoid getting swatted like an annoying fly.

His lungs ached from how much effort it took keeping up with his mentor. Robinwing was faster and stronger in a mock-fight. Flamepaw was only just beginning to realize that the brown and white tabby had been holding back most of their time during the day. This was the first time they were doing intensive night-training, something that Feathermist had admitted was a good idea.

The gray and white she-cat had explained to everyone that night-training was a good way of seeing which apprentice needed work on honing in on their fighting skills. Flamepaw's ears flattened in embarrassment when he saw just how behind he was compared to everyone else. Even Shrewpaw and Lilypaw seemed to have a better grasp at battling in the darkness than he did.

"You can't keep your paws tucked in like that," Robinwing meowed in exasperation. He paused after knoc