Looking up with You, but Falling down Without [p]

[Blaaze]

♤ Goldfish ♤
♤The Ace of Spades♤
Go With The Flow | Agatha Kitty | Primal Instincts [Climbing]
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Goldfish had been silently keeping an eye on Redwater. River had seemed like a nice enough cat, just a little.. sad. Unhappy. As if the world hadn’t dealt her an easy hand, like it had with The Ace of Spades. To many problems, too little solutions, in life. The tortoiseshell now lay relaxed at one end of the twoleg den, eyeing the beautifully pretty-pelted feline. The color was still curiously stunning, a lovely shade of red-brown. But more so Goldfish’s dandelion hues were fixated on her facial expression. Perhaps she should.. talk to her. Try to strike a conversation, anything. Looking around for ideas, her eyes rested on a certain set of trees not too far off. A study set of oaks, thick with bark and leaves. An idea suddenly struck the Riverclan lionheart.

Perhaps.. a climbing lesson for her? Yes.. that’d be fun. A perfect experience for them both. Perhaps then next time Redwater would approach her instead of her approaching her. Then they could be friends- in theory. Standing up, Goldfish stretched each leg in turn with a brief yawn before padding up to the warrior, her scarred flanks smoothly groomed flat. ”Heya, River! If you don’t mind the name.” she mewed cheerfully, tail swishing against the soft grass. ”How would you feel about a little climbing training? It’d be fun.
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@constellation

[constellation]

REDWATER
THE THREE OF SWORDS
| she/her | warrior | 24 moons |
| Agatha Kitty |
[ @Blaaze ]

Redwater was lying on her side looking miserable. The half-eaten remains of her prey lay before her—she’d been hungry, then she wasn’t. Now she didn’t know what she was. Sad? She eyed the trout. That used to be her favorite prey. Now she didn’t really have a favorite prey. She sat up. No use in moping. Red had finished her patrols already. Now she was bored. She looked up, and glanced vaguely around the camp—a voice interrupted her look-around. It was that Molly, Goldfish—Wait wait. I remembered her name? I never remember anyone’s name.— whatever. She shook it off.

I must have heard wrong. Climbing practice? Anxiety filled her heart. “W-w-well. Sure. Sure?” Had she just said yes?

[Blaaze]

♤ Goldfish ♤
♤The Ace of Spades♤
Go With The Flow | Agatha Kitty | Primal Instincts [Climbing]
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Goldfish’s eyes brightened. She said yes! The tortoiseshell lionheart twitched one ear in response, feeling a tight jolt of pleasure. ”Awesome!” she mewed with a broad smile. ”Lets go.” the molly with the pretty red coat would be given enough time to stand up and possibly stretch before Goldfish turned her head, then pivoted her body in pursuit toward the entrance at a steady, not exactly fast but definitely not slow pace. It was strange, not knowing exactly what to say. Usually things like that just.. came to her. The Ace of Spades thoughtfully eyed River. Her scars. Hopefully it wasn’t a sensitive topic, because Goldfish felt pretty curious. ”Its a bit of a walk to the sturdy tree I think would be a good starter.” she said lightly, ears pricked and golden eyes bright and alert as she looked around for any signs of danger. ”Its near where I got this scar. I fell through some ice last leafbare. Stars awful experience, but got me a mate.” her voice changed to a purring chuckle for a moment before motioning with her tail tip toward a scar on Redwater’s eye. ”While we’re on the topic, where did you get-?” her motion surely said enough as she glanced thoughtfully at the scarred over scratch on her companions eye.
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@constellation

[constellation]

REDWATER
THE THREE OF SWORDS
| she/her | warrior | 24 moons |
| Agatha Kitty |
[ @Blaaze ]

Redwater stood and shook out her fur. She should at least try…she gazed into the distance, over the reeds and marsh-grasses she saw the tall tree Goldfish must have meant. She nodded. They were talking about scars. She glanced over at Goldfish’s scar, and she blinked. She’d always stayed away from the river during leaf-bare. It was too weird, the river not being rushing and flowing.

The question—not even a full question—hurt more than the claws Whisperinghive had sunk into her. But she had to answer. It would be too awkward not to. “I got it when we where driven out. Not to long ago.” she kept the words quiet and brisk. Red took in a breath. “I got all my scars in that battle.”