Skybrook sat at the edge of the clearing, watching Featherheart and Bumbleclaw do some extra battle-training. 

"I'll get your eventually, Bee!" Featherheart launched herself at Bumbleclaw, her paws outstretched. 

"Bee?" Skybrook asked, baffled. 

"It's a nickname she's made up for me. It's really annoying!" Bumbleclaw replied quickly, ducking under Featherheart, raking his sheathed claws across her belly. 

"Oh. That makes sense." Skybrook nodded. 

"Featherheart! You need to think about where he'll be when he ducks under. You have to be prepared for that!" Slatefur advised as the two siblings broke up. 

"And if he moves to the side, you also have to be prepared for that." Skybrook mewed, padding forward. 

"That's so much to be prepared for! How will I remember all that?" Featherheart tipped her head to the side. 

"With practice. Eventually you'll automatically be ready for sudden movements. It all comes with practice!" Slatefur replied laying her tail across Featherheart's back. Skybrook narrowed her eyes as she saw Featherheart flinch at her former mentor's touch. She seemed to be acting different lately. Maybe it was just her growing up. 

"Let's get back to camp." Misttail led the way back, Slatefur and Featherheart followed after her, Bumbleclaw not far behind. Skybrook stayed for a few moments, trying to figure out why Featherheart was acting so differently. 

"Skybrook? Are you coming?" Slatefur called back. 

"I'm coming!" Skybrook ran to catch up with Bumbleclaw.