Blackfeather Woods i could fight on a wall

He wondered if she felt tired. Asking about his energy seemed kinda dumb, surely everyone had energy. Of course, he felt slow when he needed sleep or food or water. Is that what she needed?
"You need nap." He grinned. Naps always helped.

They came to the clearing and he looked about, not having been to this place before -- preferring to stick in the shadows. He looked to her. All he knew was from play fighting and the raccoon attack.
"Attacking the neck will kill and attacking from behind stops you getting hurt." He remembered when Moonshadow had come in to protect him. Coming in from behind where the raccoon couldn't see and therefore fight. He'd seen countless striped bandits killed with bites and crunches to the neck.