"THE MUTE" - Rosekit - 04 months - Selectively Mute - Female
Roe was always an odd one. The pretty brown-furred she-kit was always sleek and well groomed, and her wide yellow eyes often expressed the thoughts and emotions she chose not to put into words. For a while, her family had thought she was mute. She rarely mewled or cried as a kit, and ceased doing so at all as soon as she learned to walk. She wasn't deaf, and no she wasn't dumb or mute... she just didn't like to speak... no, not at all. She could no longer remember what had put her off speaking, but it had become such an ingrained part of her that even her mother had stopped trying to change this.
However, just because she was silent didn't mean she was quiet or reserved... oh no! Roe was always out and about, constantly exploring, learning, playing, and helping as much as her young age allowed for. Her expressive eyes and passionate attitude had already allowed her to wedge her way into many of her clan-mates hearts, and many had already begun to accept her... oddities. Not that roe cared much, mind you, she'd be fine even if nobody liked her. She liked herself, and that was all she needed.
So it was with bright eyes and a skip in her step that she'd dutifully find the pigeon feathers that an NPC warrior had hidden all around the camp for her to find. So far she'd gotten three, two from in the reeds and one from the wall of the nursery, and was scoping out the edges of the warriors den as she tried to keep her paw-steps quiet so as to not disturb those within.