◤ wrenpaw ◥

♔ cisgender. she/her. ♔

♔ reddish-brown she-cat with golden flecks on her face and amber eyes. ♔

♔ loud. rambunctious. transparent. brave-faced. childish. can be immature. insecure. gets worked up easily. temperamental. can be pessimistic. hates being ignored or overshadowed. quirky. ♔

◣ ❝ i am inimitable, i am an original ❞ ◢

❦ story ❦

in her own eyes, wrenpaw was dull.

not dull, as in she felt bored all the time. dull, as in she felt so mundane. so lacking.

she was average at pretty much everything- hunting, fighting, scenting, swimming... she wasn't brave, or bright, or cunning... anything you could name, and wrenpaw was probably unexceptional at it. no, definitely unexceptional.

what made it worse was that she grew up looking at other cats' merits: cardinalpaw, her only brother, was thoughtful, yet righteous; roanpaw was charismatic, and a swift runner; hemlockpaw, roanpaw's brother, was stoic, yet, at least in her eyes, tactful. hornetstar was selfless; dolphinriver, decisive; firescar, dauntless; squallbreeze, an excellent problem solver.

wrenpaw didn't see any of those qualities in herself. everyone else just seemed so much better than her. in fact, the only pride she ever felt was when she was praised by others, and that only ever came from friends; her mentor, blackthorn, was stern, and he rarely commended her skills, if ever.

but skill wasn't everything in life.

to everyone else, it didn't matter that wrenpaw's talents were average. they looked at her and saw a cat who was unafraid to speak her mind. they saw a cat who was willing to put on a brave face to reassure others, even if she was scared. they saw her insecurities and her quirks.

to the other apprentices, wrenpaw was nothing short of a great friend. if only she could be enabled to see what others saw...