one last time || open

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px;][align=left][font=arial][size=8]there's never in-betweens — these nightmares always hang on past the dream[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; height: auto; margin-top: -8px; font-family: georgia; size: 9pt;][justify]"You're looking pretty wet ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) there," the tom states, tilting his head at her for a moment before walking up. "Did you decide to take a morning swim or something?" Rowanfoot isn't teasing her - he's genuinely curious as to why she's soaking the surface of the river bank. Most Windclanners - especially himself - rarely ever dare to tread into the bodies of water near their camp. It's typical for many cats to dislike water. He doesn't like it because he's seen what it can do. He also doesn't like it because it makes him look funny.

He grimaces as well when the she-cat lets out a sneeze. It doesn't sound like the water was too pleasant to her, whether she went in, or if it was some sort of elaborate prank set up by an apprentice or two (it's an option because he [i]might have done it himself). Swiftly, Rowan leaps up to join Spiderfoot, frowning at her obviously horrible condition.
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▶ rowanfoot | ' ro / rowan ' | male | uses he/him
▶ panromantic demisexual | prefers either | single
▶ born may 17th, 2015 | 14 months | npc x npc

APPEARANCE
▶ dark ginger tabby | wheat gold eyes | longhaired
▶ smaller than average male | long legs | lean build
▶ 7" on all fours | 1' 1" on hind legs | 8 lbs

PERSONALITY
▶ outgoing | charming | attentive
▶ nonchalant | athletic | pessimistic | social
▶ cowardly | untrustworthy | ignoble | inconsiderate

INTERACTION
▶ simple difficulty
▶ when attacking, name in #E8BC74 and/or bold
▶ non-violent actions can be powerplayed[/fancypost]

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//get out lol

leafpaw stood a ways away, shuddering at the last memory he had by the river. putting it out of his mind, the small tabby padded from his place in the brush nearby, a smirk on his maw. "i'd say she went for a swim as well!" he called to rowanfoot with a chuckle. he kept his distance from the two, but cocked his head as she sneezed. the apprentice knew as well as any other cat you could get sick from cold water, some how, he didn't know how, but you could. leafpaw pushed his ears forward in wonder. had she gotten sick?
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;]Stripedpaw tilted his head and approached the group, taking a seat and looking at the drenched warrior. He flicked an ear and said, "Why would you even want to swim like those fishfaces anyways?" Stripedpaw wasn't normally this insulting towards others, as he came off as a mannered tom most of the time. That wouldn't stop him from being a typical, rowdy apprentice when he needed to. "We're the best at running, though. We could beat any cats in a race." He smirked.
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leafpaw couldn't help but laugh some more. "i guess i understand why then..." his voice drifted off, glancing over at stripedpaw as he joined them. the apprentice chuckled, shaking his head.

//super short due to exhaustion
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px;][align=left][font=arial][i]there's never in-betweens — these nightmares always hang on past the dream[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; height: auto; margin-top: -8px; font-family: georgia; size: 9pt;][justify]"Hmm," he says, thinking about how fishing would work. Rowan's seen a couple Riverclanners fishing before. All they do is watch the water until they see something - presumably a fish - and then move their paws to grab it. Such an action shouldn't be too hard, should it? It looks pretty easy.

"Don't you just -" Rowanfoot pauses before waving his paw around, trying to mimic someone waiting for a fish before shooting their paw into the water. "- like, hm, wait 'till you see a fish, and then grab it?"
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▶ rowanfoot | ' ro / rowan ' | identifies as male | uses he/him
▶ panromantic demisexual | prefers females | single
▶ 14 months | born may 17th, 2015 | ages in real time
▶ npc x npc | gen one | sibling to wolfdapple
▶ traditional windclan | warrior | mentoring no one

APPEARANCE
▶ currently a domestic feline | turkish angora mix | reference
▶ dark ginger classic tabby | wheat gold eyes
▶ smaller than average male | long legs | lean build | longhaired
▶ stands 7" on all fours | stands 1' 1" on hind legs | weighs 8 lbs

PERSONALITY
▶ outgoing | charming | attentive | tactical
▶ nonchalant | athletic | pessimistic | social
▶ cowardly | untrustworthy | ignoble | sensitive
▶ not very affected by death | afraid of battles & training

INTERACTION
▶ low difficulty in battle and training
▶ do not kill or maim | to capture, please ask
▶ when attacking, name in #E8BC74 and/or bold
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