private SWAY AWAY 𓆟 DIZZYPAW

[splashdance]

[ pumpkinseed for the both of us ♡ splash has found a thing of soda can pull tabs :3 ]

Splashpaw enjoys Dizzypaw's company, plain and simple. The other has become endlessly welcoming to her, all whilst maintaining whatever status quo they have going on here in RiverClan - which, although in some events to her detriment, Splashpaw can respect. The grey furred tabby is kind and perhaps views the world brighter than most, which Splashpaw likes to think she does too. Maybe that's why they get along?

In any case, she's found a small already put together haul of silver shiny things. Splashpaw thinks of her friend, and how the other did her best to play dress up with little Pinekit, even with the disparity between herself and Shellpaw. Maybe... someone can help Dizzypaw dress up a little? Maybe her friend would enjoy the game when it's turned on her, instead. She drags the crinkly plastic bag close to camp, but far enough to the edges so that little kittens don't become too nosy. Luckily for her, she spots her friend not too far away.

"Hey - Dizzypaw! I found somethin' for you," she calls out to the other, waiting excitedly beside her treasure trove.​

 

[DIZZYPAW]

"FATE IS A SUNDRESS" ˚୭ .ೃ⁀➷ tags ── DIZZYPAW THINKS OF Splashpaw as a dear friend, held close to the heart. Really, she thinks highly of the other apprentice, and has never found soreness in the girl's sudden joining - life flows like the river. A drop makes no difference between normal rippling and a tsunami. Dizzypaw cannot fathom why Splashpaw received such hurtful reception upon her entrance; all she can do is offer unconditional friendship. A boon in tumultuous times.

The girl's bright tone brings Dizzypaw out of her thoughts, and she blinks away her train of thought as the other apprentice calls her over. What does she have? And for her? Dizzypaw tries to hide her excitement, a lick to smooth the fur on her chest as she brings herself to white-whipped paws to pad over to her friend.

"More trash?" Dizzypaw initially asks, her tail tip coming to brush against her friend's side. She takes a moment to observe in the crinkling clear... whatever it is. Something shiny and silver lies under the cover, a puddle hiding a shimmering beetle. "Oh, look at how they shine in the light! Splashpaw!" There's undeniable excitement; Dizzypaw paws at the crinkling object with a delicate touch. "Do you think they would behave like fish scales in the fur? They're much shinier than those!"

// fashionably late, so so sorry!!​

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