the fish gets in the water [P]

[Rowan]

• he/him • 47 moons • riverclan/warrior •
killer aptitude t2, primal instincts

The large Lionheart stretched, his gaze glinting in the early light. He wasn’t tasked to do anything specific, but he was part of the new outsiders joining, and he may as well get them caught up in riverclans skills. The queen would have to wait, but he could at the least teach the tom.

“ShadowedCall,” he called, voice low but carrying. “You’re with me.”

He didn’t wait long. Just enough for the tom to register it before RowanMane turned and padded towards the camp exit, tail flicking once to signal follow.

“I don’ care where you came from. You’re RiverClan now,” he said as ShadowedCall followed (hopefully), his tone even. “Tha’ means ya learn t’ swim. T’ fight in water sometimes. To live with i’.” He explained, offering room if the darker tom wanted to step into stride with him.

“I’s no’ ‘bout bein’ the strongest. It’s about trustin’ the river. You panic, it pulls you under. You move with i’, you stay above.” He glanced to the tom, eyes narrowed but not unkind. “Ya ready t’ learn how t’ swim?”

└> . . . @c1nder