[furrensic]

SQUIRRELPAW
she/her. 6 moons. small russet molly with brown markings and yellow eyes.
(no purrks)

a tour of the territory. okay, that didn't sound too bad for now. squirrelpaw just had to..keep her mind off of the thought of predators. or poisonous plants, or holes in the ground, sharp rocks - stop it! stop, squirrelpaw. she silently urges herself, mouth settling into a frown. oh, dear, she's not sure if she'll survive this. she slowly nods, forcing a small smile on her face. she can feel her fur starting to bristle and she forces it to lay flat, though her tail flickers side to side anxiously. her pads are freezing but honestly, that's not her main worry.

"ookayy.." murmurs, rolling her shoulders. she squeezes her eyes shut just for a moment, silently reassuring herself. surely starclan wouldn't let anything bad happen to her, right? then, she starts padding towards the entrance - pads becoming icicles almost from standing in the snow so long -, ready (or, she tries to convince herself she is) to step into the tall pines of the territory. she hesitates at the camp entrance, staring into the deep dark abyss of a forest. she can see fog swirling around, the forest floor covered in a layer of pine needles and snow. there's an eerie feeling that the territory gives off. it doesn't make the apprentice feel any better about going into it.

she shuffles through the exit of the camp, into the territory, fur fluffed out in all directions. eyes wide, she tries to stay as close to rattail as possible.

// @Kuwu