It's a storm. Of fish. [p //bunny]

[align=center][size=8][font=georgia][color=white]A dark stormy day would be nice. At least then the air wouldn't smell so bloody dry. The calico warrior loved the scent of rain, the feel of rain and the taste of rain. Deca, or Storm, depending on how you met her, wasn't really one to talk. If she had a choice, she'd choose not to. However, under the advisory of others, she had begun exploring the concept of socialising once more. Which lead her to this particular situation...

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[align=center][size=8][font=georgia][color=white]The river. It could work as a substitute to the rain. Sure, it would be a very lacking substitute, but it was still something. Rising from her nest in the sizzling warrior's den.
The walk to the riverside was perhaps the worst walk she'd had in quite some time. The darker parts of the calico warrior's fur had heated to a near-burning temperature while the white parts were merely lukewarm. Worsening this, the orange areas were somewhere in between, giving an overall uneven and uncomfortable feeling. Finally arriving at the river, she noticed there was another cat on the riverside. Besides that, there were a few in the river, swimming around. She wasn't one who enjoyed swimming. She'd once been dragged into swimming, but the activity wasn't very enjoyable. Now, the only times Deca ever went into the river were when she felt like practicing fishing from the water.

Her paws having carried her to the riverbank, she stared at the water, with Nao only a couple of fox-lengths away, Deca meowed a simple greeting.

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[align=center][size=8][font=georgia][color=white]Pausing momentarily, she realised she had indeed forgotten to state her identity. No problem, that would be fairly easy to fix. With a quick, almost hopeful glance at the sky, she confirmed that there was still, to her own disappointment, no sign of any lessening of the heat that had gripped RiverClan's territory. "I am most commonly known as Deca. You are?" She inquired.

No, the water was far too crowded, going into it was not an option. She did of course analyse how many cats were in the river merely to reinforce her stance on not going into the water. Deca was perfectly fine with the riverbank. After all, a small, though insignificant, amount of the barely-existent coolness of the water radiated to the bank.

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[align=center][size=8][font=georgia][color=white]"Not really something I enjoy." She answered with a twitch of her ears. Deciding to return the question, she asked a paraphrased version of the query, "Why aren't you?"

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[align=center][size=8][font=georgia][color=white]"I'm not that great either. The only times I ever approach water are for fishing and staring at it." The calico admitted, recalling her first encounter with the fluid. She had of course, almost drowned. Deca had, after all, been born in a forest - a place where swimming was not that important of a skill. She'd never needed to learn to swim. Most of her swimming skills were dependent on shallow water and easy escape paths should something go wrong.

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[align=center][size=8][font=georgia][color=white]"Thirteen moons. Why?" She asked, tilting her head. A quick glance at the sky proved to once more disappoint.

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[align=center][size=8][font=georgia][color=white]Deca shook her head. "I was born in a forest. There was no need for knowing how to swim there. It was only after I came to RiverClan that I learnt to swim. That was about two moons ago, the first time around." She explained.

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[align=center][size=8][font=georgia][color=white]"Yes..." She confirmed, once more checking the sky. A cloud had appeared in the distance, but it wasn't the right colour.

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[align=center][size=8][font=georgia][color=white]Deca thought about her time spent as a loner. About eleven moons. That was more than enough to have an opinion on the matter, surely? "Well, it rather different." She explained, "To begin with, you're usually by yourself - even if you make friends. It's not hard to be betrayed as a loner. In addition, territories are much smaller as they're usually for individuals rather than for groups." She continued, explaining the loner lifestyle. "Sure, it's got it's positive aspects, but it's not the exciting life of freedom that some say it is. Relocating is the hardest especially, since you have to make sure you're not trespassing someone else's territory." The calico continued with a flatter tone before returning to her regular semi-monotone, "Well, I didn't really spend the entire time as a loner, but I did spend most of it as one. Before coming here."

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[align=center][size=8][font=georgia][color=white]Was this becoming an interrogation now? Perhaps this one was merely curious. Yes, that was quite possible. She'd answer her questions... for now. "Could I describe places I've visited... that's a decent list. I'll give you some of the best ones for now." She meowed, recalling her adventures in the past.

"I remember visiting the mountain on which BlizzardClan is. The base isn't too steep, and the trees are basically the same as here there, but it doesn't take long for the terrain to change drastically. After about a quarter of a day climbing, it becomes a little bit steeper, and the tree population changes from mostly deciduous to mostly coniferous. It was fall when I went there, and the ground was covered in a simply stunning blanket of leaves. From where I was standing, the ledge of a little irregularity of a hill, one could see the base of the mountain and even a piece of RiverClan's territory that's not far from here. But BlizzardClan is a little further up. Needless to say, the view there is even more stunning, blankets of snow... simply gigantic pine trees... an astounding lake... everything you'd possibly want for a territory in the mountains." She told, recalling her trip there. Remembering all who'd left while she was away from RiverClan. The due she'd journeyed with was gone. No goodbyes, nothing but randomly disappearing.

Proceeding to the next place she'd been to, she told another narrative of the environment. "I had to in a partial desert for a while. It was an interesting thing. The temperature was absolutely horrible half of the time, but the sunrises and sunsets were the best I've seen in quite a while. Not to mention the succulents. Those are my personal favourites. The needles make for a good substitute to thorns that is arguably twice as effective, and the main flesh has an abundance of water stored in it." She mewed, further explaining the desert she'd been in.

//posting from main since I might be merging all subs with it *^*

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