Heroneye
| she/her | RiverClan | Warrior |
Heroneye's gaze softened slightly at the sight of the fellow warrior's smile. So she really was still amiable to Heroneye despite her previous clumsiness. Heroneye had to imagine that wouldn't last once Floodsight discovered for herself what a snoozefest the former could be, but that was neither here nor there. In any case, being her usual worrywart self probably wouldn't help that impression terribly, she had to imagine. In other words, if she was bound to make a fool of herself anyway (which she already had, to be fair), she supposed it wasn't worth giving a second thought. Easier said than done, but better than ignored.
"Alright, then. Let's go." Heroneye paused, taking a moment to reflect on her appalling way with words before slipping out of camp, glancing over her shoulder to ensure the silver-pelted warrior was following.
Entering into the mountain territory and making her way towards the river, Heroneye decided to take a stab at smalltalk. Far from her forte, but Heroneye was beginning to doubt that she even
had a forte to begin with, so what difference would it make, anyway? It beat walking around in awkward silence, at the very least. "It seems like it may rain soon," she began in a lowered voice, not wanting to startle any potential nearby prey.
Wow, great one, Heroneye. Because Floodsight doesn't have eyes with which to see the sky, apparently. Fascinating conversation starter; I can feel whatever opinion she had of you crumbling to dust as you speak.
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