So I'm Kind of A Lousy Apprentice [Fallenleaf!] Aug 18, 2013 17:42:30 GMT -5
Post by Fawntastic on Aug 18, 2013 17:42:30 GMT -5
If one more cat looked at her with any semblance of pity in their eyes, she was going to start shredding. For the umpteenth time since their arrival in the mountains – which felt like so long ago – Skunkpaw felt her fur being rubbed the wrong way, as though a giant invisible paw was purposefully pushing the bristling hairs in the opposite direction of which was most natural, her pretty black and white pelt appearing larger, as though she had swelled up in her anger.
Things had been bad enough since the loss of her parents, both due to grief and a sense of emptiness in her life that she has trouble filling, and now that her stupid mentor had fallen off a stupid cliff, any cat she crossed now would gaze upon the little black and white apprentice as though she were marked for a life of great tragedy; she had so many apprentices offering to share meals with her or offering to help make up for whatever training she was missing out on, that she felt like she was turning down offers left and right.
All she really wanted was to be left alone.
Yes training was important or whatever, but so was privacy and a little dignity in the face of disaster, right?
If they really wanted to do her a favor, they could all just bugger off!
Returning to their camp within the mountains, a young rabbit looking unusually tattered clutched between black and white jaws, Skunkpaw had to pause to readjust her grip, and it was good thing she did or else she might not have noticed Longpaw approaching from behind. In an instant she could read the mood he was giving off, the fact that he wasn't rushing over with great news to share or tell her all about whatever 'amazing' new move he learned from his mentor Barkbreath or whatever their name was; he was about to ask if she might like to go training with him, or if she might like to share a meal with him. Or worse, he was going to tell her to cheer up.
Already shuddering with revulsion over such pity, Skunkpaw put on a burst of speed, outpacing Longpaw – who made some noise of surprise at her hasty escape – and ignoring the way her paws ached going over the rough terrain, searching for a place to hide that wouldn't involve talking to too many cats. Apprentices den was out. Center of camp was out.
What about... The Medicine Cat's den?
Skunkpaw slowed to a stop directly in front of Ivypaw's den, panting around the rabbit she'd hauled all the way here. Do I really want to see Fallenleaf right now? I mean it's her fault I'm getting treated this way... Cautiously peering in, the kitten instantly regretted her hateful thoughts upon seeing the gravely injured she-cat inside, Skunkpaw dropping the rabbit and dipping her head before calling out a rather awkward if not regretful greeting.
”H-Hey Fallenleaf.” Skunkpaw's ears fell sideways, unsure of what to say next. ”Er...feeling better?”
They were far from close, but... the injured senior warrior deserved at least a little politeness, and deserved still to have her apprentice come in and check up on her like the kind, compassionate creature she should be - even if the only thing Skunkpaw knew to do was make small talk.