Mud pies (RoachMouse) May 7, 2020 21:54:34 GMT -5
Post by The Fae on May 7, 2020 21:54:34 GMT -5
The starry skies loomed high above and owls hooted above her head in the tree tops. The sound itself was enough to give the small apprentice the shivers. She honestly didn't understand why she had to be born into this clan of all places! She hated the night; it was so lonely and gloomy and all sorts of bad for her. Granted, Mousepaw was the tiniest apprentice the clan had to offer so she would be the weakest and the more preyed upon if she ever left camp grounds. Like tonight...Just like last time when she left her camp and had run into Blackstag of all cats; he had made a good point that there were predators out here ready and eager to gobble up a tiny little thing like Mousepaw who would not have the strength or skill to throw a fight to survive because she lived up to her name as weak and timid as the mouse she was named after. That of course did not stop the others within the apprentice den like Cricketpaw and Breezepaw from giving the little she cat the encouragement that she needed and the push in the right direction to try and better herself. Not for her clan but for herself. To prove to herself that she was not weak and timid and useless as her parents had thought of her. She would not fail herself and think herself as a waste of breath anymore. She now had friends who had her back and would cheer her on if she needed the extra push in the right direction.
That being said; Mousepaw had decided it would be a good idea for her to go out of camp by herself. Her friends were busy training or out of camp already so she did not have anyone else to accompany her into the territory. Even her mentor Starling cry had some warrior duties to attend to and Mousepaw had not made many others friends beside the two apprentice mollies within her apprentice den and Buckfur who conveniently was out as well. So. she opted to go out alone. The worst possible thing to do for an inexperienced apprentice but she did know the territory; well enough at least to scent her way back home if she got lost. She did have brains. She just didn't often use it when it came to fight or flight mode. But, she would try and do her best in what she could; she'd promised herself that and her friends.
Making her way Mousepaw found herself going to the Muddy Pools. A place she had not gone yet herself. Well, she past by it a few times during rounds and walks with her friends but never actually ended up investigating it. So, she decided to test her bravery and explore on her own. Probably something that would become a fatal mistake later on. She knew she arrived whenever her nose picked up the scent of mud and earth that was damp and heady. The squishy ground beneath her paws were also a rather obvious clue right there especially with the recent rains they had. This place reeked and made her want to sneeze because it tickled her nose. But, instead she pressed forwards and walked deeper in to the odd territory; being careful on her light paws to be able to step in the right spots and not sink to her untimely death in the mud slides she knew would be waiting for her. With her bad luck she would trip and fall or just not be paying attention and step in something she shouldn't that would resolve in her death or entrapment.
She got to a puddle of murky water that was filled with mud and looked down; seeing the stars glittering in it's reflection around the shadowed black shape of her head on the water's surface. She paused to stare at herself, amber eyes glowing in the darkness that was her shape of a head and sighed before closing her eyes and breathing in the scents.
"Okay, the mantra, gotta say the mantra." she mumbled.
The mantra was something her friends had suggested to do to help her calm down and encourage herself whenever they weren't around to do it themselves. A pick me up that she promised herself to do so that she could gain some sort of confidence down the road.
"My name is Mousepaw. I am a apprentice of Nightclan. I am loved, I am wanted, I am worthy, and I am strong. I will not back down from danger and I will use my head. I will not stand for abuse and I will not stand alone." she breathed between each sentence to help her relax and get focused.
"I have friends and I have allies, I am not alone, I will-" she stopped when her ears picked up the sound of steps and she froze where she sat.
Confused she looked over her shoulder to peer into the darkness to see who maybe out there. Could it be danger? That wasn't good, she couldn't fight yet and she wasn't ready to take on something or someone alone. She was just beginning. Her heart rate picked up when she saw a pair of eyes staring back at her in the darkness where the light from the stars and moon did not reach. Mousepaw yelped in surprise and scrambled backwards; tripping over her own tail like the clumsy fool she was and found herself falling back. Cold water and mud soaked into her fur as she sat there breathing hard and looking terrified covered in mud from the mud puddle she fell in in her grey and white fur.