I TOLD YOU ONCE, I CAN'T DO THIS AGAIN
A lengthy yawn would escape the cinnamon tinged apprentice as she trots along with the rest of the patrol, her legs having to do a subtle skip to keep up with the rest of her large companions.
Sadly, something that used to excite her had now grown dreadfully dull- a mere obligation to further her training.
Skipping, she found, also grew tiring quickly. Slowing to a casual walk, Roepaw decided to let the patrol saunter ahead of her.
Blank eyes watched the patrol disappear under some undergrowth, and she knew it’d only be a matter of time before they noticed she was no longer taking up the rear of the group.
What was a better time to go off on her own?
Her pace picked up as she veered to the right, happily trampling her own path through the withered foliage that scattered the forest floor. She knew exactly where she was headed- snake rocks. Flycatcher refused to let Roepaw more than a fox-length into the rocky part of the territory when they had first toured, but it was basically leaf-bare now, the snakes were probably hibernating or something.
The place was easy enough to find by memory, but the towering heap of rocks sure did help.
Without a second though, Roepaw shuffled over, peering at the caves with an ear perked.
Silence.
Content with her assessment, the tabby craned her neck to get a better look at the rocks- not able to see the very top, her curiosity grew.
Tongue stuck out and brows furrowed together in determination, she sprang onto the first wobbly stone with somewhat ease, clambering to the next, and then another.
Luckily, the third stone is much more stable, rooted in damp dirt.
Roepaw lifts her forepaw to take the next step, proud of her progress thus far.
Sssssss
The sudden but subtle sound is barely registered by the mission-driven apprentice, and she has half a mind to ignore it until something flicks in the corner of her eye.
Her high-pitched shriek quickly fills the once silent air as something snaps towards her, it is the color of the stones but long and windy.
She screams again, swatting at it ferociously- only to lose her balance as soon as she makes contact, sending both her and the snake toppling down the rocks.
The creature writhes back onto its stomach as Roepaw rolls to hers, her murky hued gaze wide as she watches it.
It lunges, she scurries back, kicking vicious dirt clumps at it to defend herself.
It’s quick, however, so she has to be quicker.
It makes another move, and she moves with it. Pouncing from one place to another as the stand-off continues.
She is growing tired, however- it’s snooze and you die.
She leaps, sinking her teeth into the tail of the rather small snake and shaking her head vigorously, discombobulating the snake before she proceeds to slam it by its tail onto the ground.
If the snake were to have had enough, Roepaw didn’t care. Her shoulder ached and her lip now had a giant gash down it because of this damn thing, busted by the rocks it popped out of.
By the time the rest of her patrol were to have found her, she would be stomping on the snakes head. "Die fucker! Die already!" Her cry was less of a battle cry and more exasperated.
Obligatory tag for @Flycatcher
[ the adder is not full grown! Just a funny thread for laughs and concerned warriors :,) ]
"speech."
Sadly, something that used to excite her had now grown dreadfully dull- a mere obligation to further her training.
Skipping, she found, also grew tiring quickly. Slowing to a casual walk, Roepaw decided to let the patrol saunter ahead of her.
Blank eyes watched the patrol disappear under some undergrowth, and she knew it’d only be a matter of time before they noticed she was no longer taking up the rear of the group.
What was a better time to go off on her own?
Her pace picked up as she veered to the right, happily trampling her own path through the withered foliage that scattered the forest floor. She knew exactly where she was headed- snake rocks. Flycatcher refused to let Roepaw more than a fox-length into the rocky part of the territory when they had first toured, but it was basically leaf-bare now, the snakes were probably hibernating or something.
The place was easy enough to find by memory, but the towering heap of rocks sure did help.
Without a second though, Roepaw shuffled over, peering at the caves with an ear perked.
Silence.
Content with her assessment, the tabby craned her neck to get a better look at the rocks- not able to see the very top, her curiosity grew.
Tongue stuck out and brows furrowed together in determination, she sprang onto the first wobbly stone with somewhat ease, clambering to the next, and then another.
Luckily, the third stone is much more stable, rooted in damp dirt.
Roepaw lifts her forepaw to take the next step, proud of her progress thus far.
Sssssss
The sudden but subtle sound is barely registered by the mission-driven apprentice, and she has half a mind to ignore it until something flicks in the corner of her eye.
Her high-pitched shriek quickly fills the once silent air as something snaps towards her, it is the color of the stones but long and windy.
She screams again, swatting at it ferociously- only to lose her balance as soon as she makes contact, sending both her and the snake toppling down the rocks.
The creature writhes back onto its stomach as Roepaw rolls to hers, her murky hued gaze wide as she watches it.
It lunges, she scurries back, kicking vicious dirt clumps at it to defend herself.
It’s quick, however, so she has to be quicker.
It makes another move, and she moves with it. Pouncing from one place to another as the stand-off continues.
She is growing tired, however- it’s snooze and you die.
She leaps, sinking her teeth into the tail of the rather small snake and shaking her head vigorously, discombobulating the snake before she proceeds to slam it by its tail onto the ground.
If the snake were to have had enough, Roepaw didn’t care. Her shoulder ached and her lip now had a giant gash down it because of this damn thing, busted by the rocks it popped out of.
By the time the rest of her patrol were to have found her, she would be stomping on the snakes head. "Die fucker! Die already!" Her cry was less of a battle cry and more exasperated.
Obligatory tag for @Flycatcher
[ the adder is not full grown! Just a funny thread for laughs and concerned warriors :,) ]
"speech."
