watching the clouds. [p; bellsterboo]

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    The strike of noon usually meant the sun was high in the sky, blazing it's heat down on the Clans. Today the lace silhouettes of clouds covered the bright orb's light however, making the day seem a little drearier then it actually was. Salaamblessings, having just returned from a casual border patrol, took a seat to the side of the camp, effectively avoiding the hustle of other cats still trying to manage something before the weather took a turn for the worst, as hinted on by the forming clouds. The tortoiseshells cat's gaze traveled around, looking for perhaps somebody to chat with.

    Pictureperfect grimaced as she returned from helping Tawnyleg with clogging up the tunnel as requested by Castaway and Jabberjaw. The weather seemed to be getting worse by the minute. It was humid and sticky, her fur being quite unmanageable today and clouds were filtering into the skies. It didn't help the heat but she could see some bad weather approaching. A storm could be coming their way so the progress on the tunnel was halted and she headed back to camp for the day. The deputy thought it would be best to relax and find someone to accompany her and keep her entertained. Most cats seemed quite busy but Salaamblessings caught her eye. She had seen the tortoiseshell around before but had never spoken to her. Well, new friends were always welcome. The black and white feline trotted over to her. "Hello, Salaamblessings!" she greeted her cheerfully. "How're you doing today?"

    [size=8]Salaam's gaze shifted towards the deputy as she approached. A smile took a place on her muzzle as she purred out her response, "Hey Pictureperfect!" She curled her tail over the tops of her paws and she continued, "I'm doing well, but the weathers' a bit of a downer." Looking up towards the darkening sky she let out a small chuckle. Fortune would have it that on days were lots needed to be done a storm would roll in. "How are you?" Hopefully the weather hadn't affected the deputy's day too much, but Salaam assumed otherwise. Surely nobody got on well--or happily--on these sorts of days.