World At War [OPEN] Jun 20, 2016 19:52:09 GMT -5
Post by Bloodrose on Jun 20, 2016 19:52:09 GMT -5
Amber-tinged green eyes gazed into the softly writhing waters of the Willow Stream. Lost in thought, the cream-colored she-cat pawed at the surface waters absently. The water rippled around her touch, the cool water enveloping her paw with each slow strike. Having lived the fifteen moons of her life in RainClan, however, the water had little effect of her fur; it didn't cling to her like it might on the cats of the four other Clans. Perhaps this was why she didn't mind being out of camp on a day such as this.
A mist-like drizzle fell from the overcast skies, trying its best to soak the RainClan apprentice's fur to no avail. The she-cat couldn't even be bothered to shake out her mid-length fur. A sigh heaved from her chest as her plume-like tail swished through the surrounding undergrowth. What a bizarre, terrifying set of days this had been. It felt as though she had watched her family tear itself apart, even if many of the RainClan cats involved were not her direct relatives. They were all part of the same Clan, yet several RainClanners had left the camp to follow Swanfeather, spewing something about 'Half-Clan'.
Minnowpaw had remained in the RainClan camp. Though she likely wouldn't have been allowed to side with the other half of RainClan if she'd wanted to, Minnowpaw couldn't imagine betraying her mentor like that. The RainClan leader had been nothing but patient with her during their training ; now it was Minnowpaw's turn to be patient. The events unfolding in RainClan in recent moons had left her training on a scale of less importance. This partially explained her still bearing the title of apprentice, despite having passed the age of twelve moons. That... And she wasn't exactly the strongest of learners in RainClan.
A strange smile cracked her lips as her weight shifted. Just as average as average can be. She thought to herself. Her ears had grown accustomed to the peace offered by the surrounding stream. She's certainly not been expecting an interruption; certainly not one by her own voice. "I just hope this all settles soon..." Some might find it strange she could surprise herself with her own voice. But the somewhat hoarse tone brought on by her recent silent moons made her voice sound strange. Speaking didn't really seem all that appealing given RainClan's current situation. Giving her coat a shake to flatten the prickling fur, Minnowpaw cleared her throat.
Great.. Now it turns out you're nuts too. Oh Minnowpaw... What will we do with you?
The young she-cat shook her head, before rising to her paws. Glancing over her shoulder, she decided she should probably return back to camp. Despite how peaceful it was here, someone might start to worry if she didn't return, after having vanished without really notifying anyone she was leaving. But... A few more minutes peace couldn't hurt, right?