𝓑𝓾𝓷𝓷𝔂𝓹𝓪𝔀
thunderclan . apprentice . 8 moons
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The moon hung high over the sky, its soft light bringing with it a fine mist that flitted through the trees of Thunderclan's oak forest. Thick, strong trees standing tall gave way to the occasional puddle reflecting the brilliant silver of the moon. In the midst of a small glade stood a small she-cat, her mostly-white pelt illuminated by the moonlight. Staring down into the puddle at her paws, the she-cat's shoulders drooped. It was one of her good days, the young apprentice often felt confined to the camp, her heart condition making it difficult to train with her mentor at times.
For the past few days, she had been stuck in, as much as her heart longed to run, and this was the first time she had managed to successfully creep out unnoticed. Turning her gaze to the sky, Bunnypaw heaved a sigh. She felt so useless- she couldn't hunt, and she couldn't fight... what use could she be to her clan? She was pretty certain she didn't have a connection to Starclan like her mother did either...
Rising to her paws, Bunnypaw's ears flicked as she heard the scurrying of small paws across the forest floor. A mouse...! This could be her chance to prove to her clan that she could be useful...
Turning around, her ears scanned to pinpoint the direction of the small creature...
There!
The mouse peered out from between some grass, and Bunnypaw dropped into an awkward crouch. She tried desperately to remember what her mentor had shown her, creeping toward the mouse, her stomach brushing lightly against the ground with each pawstep. The mouse, luckily, seemed oblivious, until Bunnypaw was just a couple of whisker-lengths away. Then, it bolted.
Bunnypaw gave chase, her paws reaching out in front of her and trying to snag into the fur of the mouse, floundering uselessly as she felt the breath quickly leaving her lungs, until finally she managed to snag the mouse, the effort causing her to skid, and practically fall over her own paws as she leant forward to give it a killing bite. Her chest suddenly heaved as coughs wracked her small frame, but she stared proudly at her catch, fizzing with excitement head to tail.
"I did it...!" She squeaked, before receeding into coughs again. "I caught my first prey...!"