you believe me like a God, I'll destroy you like i am [p]

[Neptune.]

Cinderpaw
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28/100
8 moons || she/her || ShadowClan Apprentice
small black tabby with minimal white markings and 3 legs; amber eyes

The moons progress, and finally, Cinderpaw was starting to no longer feel like she could sit around and wallow in her own self pity and anxiety. There are plenty of cats who function well enough with one less leg, why can't Cinderpaw be one of them? She's still afraid, of course, still timid and still watches her every step and moves deliberately and carefully, but she won't get anywhere if she doesn't at least try.

For a moment, the small tabby debates who she could go to and what she should ask for. The only time she's approached someone for training was Dizzycloud, and the molly.... didn't quite understand her gestures and her signs. Her family would be different, hopefully, and amber eyes scan the clearing for one cat in particular: papa. She finds Darkfall not far away and begins toward him, angling her approach to be from the front - as she always did - so she wouldn't accidentally startle anyone by suddenly appearing next to them.

'Papa,' she "signs" by blinking up at him, paw raised slightly where she could try and place it on his leg lightly, just in case his attention wasn't quite on her yet. 'Fighting training?' She asks, crouching low to the ground with her claws unsheathed, mouth pulled back in a very brief snarl, before she rights herself again, sitting once more with her head tilted to the side in question, waiting for the verdict of the cat who she looks so much like.

[ @Dark - the specter ]