[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]He was improving at a staggering speed with his English. Of course, he spoke the language that the clan all spoke with a thick and heavy Spanish accent, but unlike before he could now use more exciting vocabulary to make the person - wait, animal - he was talking to be more involved in the conversation! When speaking Spanish, he was very charismatic; with the words, not so much the emotions, never been that great with expressing emotions. Anyway he was situated outside the den that was known as the nursery, running a paw every once in a while through extremely clean ears. When he eventually brought his gaze away from his paws, he spotted a patch of ice outside camp. Despite knowing that WindClan camp was on a mountain, he glanced around wildly before running straight at the ice like the good ole soldier he was; brave and stupid - even though his IQ points were incredibly high.
Of course, he went absolutely flying and landed on his face. He jumped up immediately to his feet and ignoring the blood that was dripping from his nose, David began to skate around like a fucking dork. He did enjoy ice skating when he was human.
[color=transparent] #spanishdork
