but she's lookin' at you -- waterstorm

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  • -- paris felt bad for not visiting sooner, though it felt silly to travel to riverclan for the second time in one week. not that he could do anything about that - seasquall had arrived, so he had to deliver the news to his new friend.
    "waterstorm?" he called out, scanning the undergrowth for the blue feline.


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  • -- though he had called out to waterstorm, paris was surprised to see her waiting. how long had she been out here for? now he definitely felt bad for procrastinating his visit for so long.
    "it's me, paris," he replied softly, hoping no one else heard his call and woke up, "what're you doing out here? don't you have a den in the riverclan camp to sleep in?"


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  • "Only about an hour and, not really. I like staying around here and sleeping in different areas each night. The only part of being a rogue that I liked was sleeping in new areas so I kinda just migrated to this area." It really was a nice area. A river nearby, lush plant life, but no one really stopped by so she figured she might as well keep it if the patrols didn't bother guarding that patch. It really wasn't territory though and Waterstorm didn't mind that. She had never felt completely connected to Riverclan and the only reason she loved new friends was because she only had a few.

  • -- paris felt a bit better, noticing that waterstorm didn't seem to mind being outside for so long. he shifted his weight between his paws awkwardly, searching for words.
    "okay, then. anyway, you're sister - seaquall, right? she joined stormclan recently."


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  • "I figured if she had joined a clan, that would be the one. So i guess that it's great that we met!" Waterstorm had suddenly realized how important Paris had already been, I mean, Paris knew exactly where one of her sisters had run off to. She instantly felt bad for leaving her behind though. She and Oceantail had snuck back together behind her back and Waterstorm was pretty sure that Seasquall had seen them do that.

  • -- paris let out a giggle.
    "yup, I guess so!" he replied with a smile, adjusting the position of his wings against his sides.


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  • Waterstorm smiled metaphorically. She hoped one day they could plan a trip to Stormclan so she could visit Seasquall. She couldn't really think of anything to say so she sat down and sighed.

  • -- paris sat down with a small 'oof', watching waterstorm. after a moment of awkward silence, he cleared his throat and stared up at the sky.
    "what'cha thinkin' about?" he asked her.


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  • -- paris looked at waterstorm. she didn't...what?
    "then become one!" he replied, standing up and stomping his tiny paw on the ground, "talk to people, host events. and if you still don't like it here, then move!" at least she had the freedom to go anywhere she wanted. well, paris snuck out of camp either way, so he guessed they were about equal.


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  • -- paris threw an odd sideways glance at waterstorm.
    "you're a kit? can't you just request to be made an apprentice?" wasn't kit-ship just based on age, not experience?


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  • -- "well then what's the harm in asking? if they say no, then you just go back to living your normal life!"


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  • -- paris shifted his weight between his paws.
    "well, I should probably go," he finally said, "i don't want anyone wondering where I am. anyway, g'bye, ma'am!" he turned to leave, spread his wings, and umped into the air, only to fall flat on his face and continue on like nothing had happened.


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