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★ CHASTIEFOL BELLION - step into the night, get on the stars
He was not sure what had given him such a bright idea however, before he knew what he was doing, the youth was stood in the warm, dry sand a few feet away from the greedy, lapsing ocean. He had left his pillow up the shore in a safe, hidden spot, making sure to make it as discreet as possible. It was not that he did not trust his fellow Sunclanners. However, he did take into account that any potential trespassers or rogues could been traversing the beach and find the fairy-made weapon. Of course, he was also certain that no one that was not one of his own kind would be able to wield his beloved weapon however, he knew better than taking chances and this was not the situation that he felt like risks were able to be taken unless he wanted to end up possibly losing something important to him.
Chastiefol had not really had the time to swim before which was not that big of a deal considering the fact that he was almost constantly moving around before settling in Sunclan and he also did not like doing so in front of others due to his apparent reputation of basically constantly in the air and floating. However, he had noticed that the entire beachfront had been entirely empty. Not one soul had, at the time of his arrival at least, been around and there was therefore no one to be witness to what he was doing. At least, that was what he believed. There was always a chance that someone would discover him and he knew that he would most likely be pretty embarrassed if he was to have that happen to him although there was a chance that it could happen and he would not completely rule such a thing out.
He stepped into the sea, his paw sinking slightly in the wet sand. He could feel the water dragging the sand underneath him away as the current pulled the tide out, the fluid rushing away from him before crashing back a few moments later. Sea foam rushed aggressively around his legs as he steeled himself before beginning to move out. It would have previously been unheard of for one of his species to be doing such a thing like going out to swim. After all, they were more forest creatures whereas the oceans and bodies of water in general tended to be water nymph territory. However, he had yet to encounter the chastising tones of such a being and was hopeful that one would not appear and complain about his presence. The russian blue feline had waded out further now whilst in the midst of his thoughts until the waters were gently brushing against the short but fluffy fur of his sides. It was a nice sensation and he contemplated staying where he was, churning white foam clinging desperately to his navy pelt as he briefly halted. Chastie changed his mind about remaining in place however and was quick to get moving once more in the waters. He kicked his legs, pushing himself out of the shallows and well into the warm waters. The liquid swished satisfying around him, tugging ever so lightly at his fur as he allowed the waves to push him around. His hind legs were suspended within the aquamarine fluid as he ceased any physical movements. He paddled with both his forepaws and hind legs slightly, flipping himself until he was lying with his back in the water, paws resting lightly on his stomach.
"Mmm" the youth hummed, allowing the sun to warm the exposed fur as he floated along in the water, allowing the waves to dictate his movements. This was a nice change of pace although he was still technically living up to his apparent sin. It seemed that old habits died hard and his lazy way of life was something that was most likely never going to die. But, that did not matter. At least he was enjoying himself for once.
//don't feel the need to match my muse friendos ;^))))