It was a beautiful day, and Mogin was going to go on her regular walk to the woods to see what she could catch this time. Mogin was a beautiful and fluffy Nekomimi, with a poofy white tail, long white ears, and long flowing blond hair. She was also still very young, nine years old even. Even with her being a child still, she was very well kept like all the older Nekomimis were. Her mother made sure of this, and taught Mogin everything she knew about staying beautiful. Even with all of this teaching though, and being told not to go out 'hunting' in the woods as it'd get her dirty, she did so anyways every day because she enjoyed it most of all even if she never caught anything.
Today she wore her favorite buttoned shirt that came down to about her knees. It was a shirt that her grandmother gave to her when she was first born. When she finally fit into that shirt, she'd be allowed to marry whoever she wanted and start her own family. She loved the thought of being able to have her own family, and wore it every day so she'd grow into it faster. Underneath the shirt she wore a pair of black shorts. They weren't visible because of the large shirt she wore, but it was her favorite set of clothing to wear. She also went with a little cute pair of white flip-flops. She loved these the most out of all of her footwear. They were easy to take on and off, easy to clean herself, and still let her feel like she was barefoot, which she'd rather be over anything else.
The walk went as any other day, so she skipped along merrily, humming to herself as she looked up into the trees at all of the birds. She hoped she'd be able to catch one of them finally, because they always seemed to spot her and get away before she could get close enough to catch them. A bird or maybe even a rabbit this time. They too always seemed to get away from her when she was stalking up on them. Mice, moles, and those little grasshoppers were the only things she seemed to be able to get close to, but none the less, she was never fast enough to get them. There was something different in the air today though. It felt like this was going to be a great day for hunting. Maybe today she'd finally catch something perfect to give her parents to show how good she was at it.
After some time walking, she finally got to the large open field where she loved looking for little critters to catch. Right away she spotted a little mole poking around in the grass looking for something to eat. Like she always did, she crouched down and started slowly creeping toward it. When she thought she was finally close enough, she readied herself, and then pounced! It was a great pounce too, going right for the unsuspecting mole. There was no way she could miss this time.
Unfortunately though, this time she still missed. Just before she landed on top of the mole, something shined in her eyes and made her lose concentration. She fell to the ground right behind the mole, and no matter how quick she was in the recovery, the mole still scurried off and down into a hole in the ground. She tried digging at the opening a little, but it was already too late.
She sighed sadly, and then grunted in anger. If whatever shined in her eyes, hadn't, she'd have a nice little present to present to her parents! She stood up and looked around the field. From what she could see, there was nothing in sight
anywhere. She thought it may have been the sun getting in her eyes again, since it was a common reason why she missed, but this time the sun was high and behind some clouds. Grunting angrily again, she started looking around where she had first seen the mole so she could try and find what made her miss.
After about ten minutes of searching, she came up empty handed on what distracted her. Also, by now she had been making enough noise to scare every other little mole, mouse, and even grasshopper away. She merely looked down and pouted. It seemed like today she'd come home empty handed again after this trip. She sat down and began to think out loud to herself. Her voice was a little squeaky, but just as adorable as you'd think it would be.
"Now I don't understand," she started with herself, "I do everything right, but there always seems to be something that stops me, makes me miss, or gets in my way. There has to be a way to get this right
." She then looked around and finally spotted a little path that she'd always known about, but never explored. "Maybe it's time I went to a new hunting ground!"
With a smirk on her face, she jumped up and hurried off for the little hidden path. She followed it for quite some time before getting to another open fieled. By now she'd been gone for over an hour. None the less though, she had a good feeling about this place and didn't want to turn back now. She was determined to catch something to bring back to her mother and father, to show she was good at hunting.
An hour or so passed before she finally gave up. She found so many little critters, did just as she read in her books, but still wasn't able to catch anything. By now she was dirty with grass stains, dirt, and even had a few scratches from landing on rocks. She managed though to keep her shirt all in one piece, but not clean. Nearby she could hear running water, which put a little smile on her face. She followed the sounds in hopes of being able to clean herself up a little, and just to her luck, she was able to.
It didn't take her long to clean up. The mud that was on her arms and legs, but the shirt was a bit harder to clean. She did the best she could, but not all of it came out. Sighing a little, she looked around for somewhere to sun herself, to dry off quickly so she could head home. With some wading around, looking around the river bed, she found the perfect spot to lay out and dry off. She happily kicked off her flip-flops, picked them up, picked up the bottom of her shirt, and walked through the water carefully to the other side where the large rock lay.
It was the perfect spot. The rock was large, flat, warm, and right in the sun. She plopped herself down, lay back, and closed her eyes to take in the high noon sun. It felt so good on her, and seemed to be making her tired. Stretching out, she decided she'd take a little nap to help speed up the drying process. She was good at keeping time in her sleep, so she knew she'd only be sleeping for about thirty minutes. While she slept though, someone else was walking through the woods for a "short cut" to get home.