summer school: swimming 101! [p]

[furrensic]

SQUIRRELRISE
she/her. 13 moons. small, scarred russet molly with brown markings and yellow eyes.
[ chill of death, hulk SMASH ]

lately, squirrelrise has been thinking about the conversation she had with twistedpaw at the gathering. 'You'll rise above others' expectations.' the encouragement still makes her smile when she thinks about it but ...actually surpassing all expectations is easier said than done. she feels like she's been doing decent enough?? leading patrols, offering training (to only one apprentice..who technically asked her first but still) and not causing problems around camp. oh! and making friends! which, really, she still never thought she'd be able to do. well, other than goopywhisker and mistlewhisker, but now she's branching out. it's good, just slow. that's what makes her antsy and keeps her up at night.

luckily, she has a plan. um, sort of. she wants to be a better warrior and she figures, what better way to do that than learn new skills? sparring was off the table for now since she still gets anxious with that, plus she knows how to fight - she shakes away thoughts of the battle. tree climbing seems horrifying and she's afraid she'll fall off and break a leg or something. unlikely but not impossible. with the nerve damage and subsequent numbness in her left paw, she's a little worried she won't be able to detect weak spots in the wood as easily. flaying will no doubt make her sick to her stomach. so there's ..swimming!

I'm going to drown, she thinks with a shudder. no, no! nothing bad will happen as long as I have a good teacher, she reassures herself, trying to force away any bad thoughts. and who's the perfect teacher for this? her mom. she's not entirely sure if mistlewhisker knows how to swim, but it's worth a try. anndd maybe she isn't ready to pick someone she doesn't fully trust for an activity such as swimming. luckily, she spots the deputy without having to search too much, and promptly approaches her.

"hi, mi-mistlewhisker," squirrelrise greets, small grin on her maw. "this is..random..but, do you k-know..how to..s-swim? if you do..er, could you..teach..me?" she's hoping the older molly isn't busy with deputy duties (though shes not exactly sure what deputy duties entail exactly..). not only can she learn to swim, but she can also hangout with her mom.

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[Mica]

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 43 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend, Mind Reader
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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The familiar pawsteps of Mistlewhisker's former apprentice had the deputy looking up from where she was... scratching lines in the sand? It was difficult for anyone but her to understand, but these were future patrol ideas she was fleshing out. A pale eye searched the smaller molly's face expectantly as she listened to her request. Learn how to swim? Mistlewhisker hadn't expected that from her former apprentice. Squirrelrise had already become a warrior, and not many warriors wanted to continue training after they received their name. Pride at Squirrelrise's continued search for education bloomed in Mistlewhisker's chest. "As a matter of fact, I do." She rumbled, pushing herself to muscled legs and gesturing for Squirrelrise to follow.

Out in the territory, Mistlewhisker looked down at Squirrelrise. "What about swimming interests you?" Mistlewhisker had been taught by her own mentor, who had been incredible thorough with her training. She wasn't sure where he learned how to swim, but she was pleased she could continue the tradition.

Once they reached the RiverClan border, where the water was deepest, Mistlewhisker turned to face Squirrelrise and waited for the molly to finish before giving her a small smile and continuing. "Swimming is similar to walking, movements wise. The hardest part is keeping your head above water." Mistlewhisker slipped into the water until she was stomach-height in it, biting back a hiss as something slithered past her leg. She loved the marshes, but hated all the reeds and vines in the water. Yuck. "Come, I will show you."

[I suppose this can also count as the "take a dip" bingo box too :3]
[ #micasummerbingo2024 ]