Ravenfur quirked slightly biting on the leg that had her pinned or at least tried to, listening to what Terror said as she used as much of her weight as she could to throw off the paw.

There was no way she was shifting Terror's paw until Terror lifted it away.

Ravenfur sighed, laying still ear flicking as her eyes moved to Terror in anguish. "I know I am small and have no excuse why I cannot get better, I just feel like everything I do is predictable" She admitted clenching her jaw slightly as she looked away out of embarrassment.

"Well, it is," Terror said,."I can see what you're about to do from the way your muscles bunch up.before you lunge."

Ravenfur grumbled slightly, sighing unsure of what to do. "How am I supposed to fight rogues that already fight dirty to begin with, no offense" She purred gently ear flicking unhappily as she looked back up at Terror. Frustrated now.

"You need to learn to fight dirty as well," Terror said, "Don't be afraid to go for a kill or crippling them. I know your Warrior Code says that you don't need to kill to win, but these cats won't hesitate to kill you or worse. I should know. I used to be one of them."

Ravenfur let out a low purr as she sighed uneasily, "Or as I should know?" She asked flicking her scarred ear gently. As she wiggled out of under Terror's paw to get up.

"You don't understand how desperate some cats are," Terror says simply, letting Ravenfur get up.

Ravenfur nodded gently in understanding knowing, from elder stories what some cats can and are willing to do. She licked her shoulder in unease as she got the dirt and leaf debris from her pelt.

Terror leaned over and helped groom Ravenfur, making sure she was presentable again.