[sleepyyjax]

 

Originally Posted by namen_roodles

SPIDERPAW
Riverclan Apprentice | 7 moons | Lanky, amber eyed, blue-grey tabby she-cat with white paws, chin, and tail tip.
Heightened perception: Smell
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Spiderpaw felt their tail flick her shoulder and, surprisingly, didn't jump. Usually she would, but maybe Seapaw was just too relaxed, or that she had been able to relax a bit beside them. She turned to look at him in time to note the... Less smooth motions she recognized too well from her own nervous nature. They seemed to choke over their own words before an admittance of their own fear about fighting.

The younger apprentice paused, hoping to give Seapaw a moment to collect themself a little before replying. "I wouldn't mind. I... Am pretty scared of swimming... Or, deep water, I think?" Maybe it was the current? Spiderpaw wasn't entirely sure. It was a bit more complicated than just one thing, it seemed. "So, yeah... Let's help each other. If you want, I can give you some tips so that you don't have to go into a lesson without knowing anything sometime?" She offered.

@sleepyyjax

Seapaw
he/they - 12 moons - Go with the flow

They nodded understandingly. They'd definitely been there, albeit with combat rather than swimming. Deep water... He wondered if something bad had happened, or if she was just scared. Seapaw reckoned, for him, it was a bit of both. He remembered so little of the RiverClan invasion, but they knew they never wanted to experience anything like it again. Strange, how Salamnderpaw had instantly gone the opposite way. But, if you're super strong, you never get hurt - right? If Salamanderpaw managed to never get hurt, he'd be very happy. He'd promised not to go missing, after all, so he hoped she'd be careful, and honour the sentiment back... As if she could control whether she got hurt. They rolled their pebble around under their paw pad as they contemplated it all.

"Tips would be good." They nodded. "I'm... Not sure if I'd have any idea what I'm doing, in a fight. I'd probably just try my hunting pounces on them, or something." Or maybe he could just jump in the river, and annoy the other clans from the water. Annoying seemed better than fighting. And he'd be far happier where he knew claws couldn't scathe him.