Lynxpaw from Windclan takes a swim

Lynxpaw padded along the Riverside, looking down at it occasionally, wondering if she should jump in. She tried desprately to focus on stalking a rabbit, but right as she was going to pounce, it bounced off into the tall grasses of Windclan. Lynxpaw sighed. She looked to her left, then to her right. no other cats were there. She sniffed the air. no patrols, neither Windclan nor Riverclan, were nearby. She softly padded up to the river, tested it with a single paw, and jumped into it, sending droplets of water flying every wich way. she was laughing as she swam easily in the cool, fresh water splashing and playing in it like a kit. The water was icy and sent a chill down her back but she didn't care. She loved the river. It was her River. She hoped her Windclan scent wouldn't give her away! If she got caught again, who knows what would happen? And to make things worse her mentor would have a fit! She just knew she'd be on punishment, trappped in that dingy old camp. Unable to reach this cool, fresh River.