The Beginning [Tagged] Aug 10, 2020 10:14:50 GMT -6
Post by moony on Aug 10, 2020 10:14:50 GMT -6
It had been two whole moons since she had been named a warrior. Two moons had passed since she had received her name Leafdapple. Perhaps she was vain, but to the she-cat it felt as if it encapsulated all of her femininity. She thrived on that feeling. That feeling that through that simple ceremony she had stepped into the greatest era of her life. There didn't seem anything she could not do as a warrior. What would once have been forbidden two short moons ago was free to be done. So, as the afternoon sun lingered in its blazing heat, Leafdapple was not questioned as she slipped from the camp. She was no longer an apprentice who could not be trusted out alone. She was a warrior. A distinction that left her free to slip from the camp with any watching eyes assuming she was off on some kind of warrior duty. Huh, she thought as she twisted through brambles and brushed against leafy bushes, the jokes on them. I'm going to cool off from this blasted heat!
The twinkling trickle of water permeated the air as Leafdapple neared the sandy creek. The stream was low after the hot summer sun had dried the earth of much of its moisture. The air was thick with humidity, though, and Leafdapple for taste the storms in the air. Maybe not today, but soon water will pour from the sky. The refreshing rain would not be there fast enough to cool Leafdapple, however. The torbie she-cat stepped down into the bank of the creek. The water line had dropped noticeably, leaving dry dusty earth in its wake. Pausing at the edge of the water, Leafdapple bent and drank her fill of the cool water. Her dry mouth was soon refreshed. Stretching, Leafdapple allowed the water to tickle the tips of her toes. Mhmm. That feels good.
With no plans to hurry back to camp after her trek, Leafdapple wanted to enjoy the water for as long as possible. Her paws broke through the surface of the creek and, still in the shallows, she walked down the stream. The cooling effect of the water soon traveled through her entire body, and as she traversed further down the stream's course she felt at ease and relaxed. By now a gentle breeze began to stir, riffling through the she-cat's long fur and cooling her skin further. This. Is. Wonderful.
Enjoying the freedom of her walk, Leafdapple had no intention of making her leisurely walk short. She meandered further and further down the stream. All other creatures in the forest seemed to be seeking shelter from the heat. With each pawstep Leafdapple felt minnows skirt away from her. "Huh, fish are the smart ones in this heat." she mused, believing herself to be alone there on the bank of the creek. How far have I gone? she wondered, realizing that the sun had sank a good ways down from when she had first entered the stream. Just as she thought this she rounded a slight curve in the stream. There, in front of her, was another cat. An unfamiliar cat. Leafdapple's body stiffen in alert as the tom before her turned to face her. Come on, put on a brave face Leaf. She hardened her look, and assuming she was still on her own territory, she spoke out boldly. "What are you doing here?"