[nyme]

WE'LL BUILD A FIRE IN YOUR EYES

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SALAMANDERPAW . 10 MOONS . SHE/HER . RIVERCLAN

"Well, you look crazy. And when you start laughing like that, you sound pretty crazy, too." But it's fascinating, or perhaps just slightly more novel than most other things have been lately, so Salamanderpaw rises up from her freshly made nest so that she can waddle over and plonk down at the edge of Stonepaw's.

"Least it's not crying." She's a brightly-patterned loaf there for a long moment after saying so and not much else. Salamanderpaw is peering skeptically at Stonepaw before finally: "What's even so funny? Is this how we all find out you're silly, 'cause I didn't see that one coming." She's got a paw moving out slowly, guided by the intent to nudge Stonepaw's head to a position that's not as odd. De-sillyfication. "Or is this some crazy new way for a cat to die? Come quick, she's got the giggles and the droops, it's got to be greycough. You might get lucky though. Looks like the kind of thing you can sleep off." She only says that because goodness knows, Stonepaw looks like she's got plenty of things she could stand to sleep off. Maybe it'd just been to loud or busy before?

"You need me to shut up or anything?"

@zozelen ; STONEPAW