The big rat sat on the ground surrounded by its many protectors. It didn't say a word but every rat here could feel it, I too felt a great aura from it. It wants me increase our numbers so we could take over the surface.
I drop down from the wall and scurried back into the shallower tunnels. Fortunately I was too small and too far for anyone to notice both my presence and my absence. The emotions I feel was not my own, I suspected. No way I suddenly want to clap some rats cheeks, it must be some kind of mind control. One that effect only rats and with most rats being dumb, mind controlling them would not be that difficult.
To have the will of another rat influence my own aches my rat heart. No way I will allow it, I'm willing to give up my humanity not my freedom. Not to the government, not to some nobles or royals and definitely not to some rat.
If the rats do attack the surface world, no not if but when, I don't think the surface races will just willingly surrender their lands. So war. Against an army armed with weapons and magic, I don't think the rats will win. So I want no part in it.
Initially I want to be a part of the rat society but this was not what I had in mind. I was thinking more in the line of some small rat heist like stealing cheese or egg and maybe some vegetables. Not a full scale invasion of the surface.
I rat back into the room I was born in. Seeing mother rat and rat siblings for most likely the last time, I gave each of them a short hug which confused them alot and my aggressive sister tried to start a fight but I only needed my tail to fend her off. I looked at the rat family one final time, I thought I could become a part of them and deep down I still do. I want to make it work but with the big rat's existence there can be no other way. I can't stand against such an entity and its aura make me feel that it's not gonna change its mind once it decided on something. Worst is I know if I stay I too will submit to its will sooner or later. After all even now just thinking about that rat makes me want to serve it and follow its every command, I could feel my will and individuality diminishing, and honestly it drives me insane. The only thing I can do now is run away. Before I'm conscripted in its army.
I leave the rat home for the final time. This is the only choice for me, I thought to myself and the thought gives me comfort. It will still be a few months before the rats attack, so I still have time. Thinking back how was it able to communicate its will so clearly and with such efficiency. It was a question I thought about alot, whatever it was it's better than communicating though sound. Just being in its presence tells me what the big rat wanted and how I could be apart of it, it's a one way communication but a very effective one at that.
I wonder just how highly evolved it is. Wait! Was that rat using a skill! If it was than I really need to get my own. Can't wait! But will unfortunately have to.
Making my way through the farm I made a conscious effort to avoid the brewery. Can't get drunk here and now. I want some more eggs but that would be a poor choice, now. They know the plan I use before so they will likely check every eggs alot more frequently and I don't really have the time to sleep around. But there was something I needed to do here before I leave the farm.
I start my search, looking and listening. Nothing, I move forward. My advance was slow, I needed to be stealthy after all. But I kept on my search and finally found what I looked for at the break of dusk. It was a pile of animal bones, the piece was too small to tell what it has belonged to. But it was perfect.
Use my tail to grab hold of the largest bone, a flat piece arround half my size. It was quite heavy but I managed to pull it up a tree. It was a risk to climb up the tree especially with the bone but it was riskier to stay on the ground.
Immediately I started my great work. With my sharp claws I carved out the shape I wanted, it was hard and time consuming but in the end I managed to make an axe, a hook and a spear from the bone. The spear was mostly just a girthy bone toothpick but it all turned out okay. Getting the general shape was hard but sharpening it was the worst.
My hands were still shaking from the labour so I decided to call it a day and sleep high on the tree.
When I woke up I looked around and saw nothing had changed. The risk of being attack at the tree was there and I did take precautions by stacking a bunch of leaves over my body as camouflage. It either work or I was just lucky but I'd like to think it worked because it gives me my much needed confidence.
With the bone axe and hook wrapped in my tail and the spear in my mouth I descend down the tree. Today was gonna be a long day.
I walk back towards the chicken coop, this time I'm going for more than just an egg. I don't know how it will end but before tomorrow I will be reaching level two. I was feeling really good about this, it worked so well in my head I just hope it would work as well in real life.