[Nostalgia]

Originally Posted by Shade.

Rookpaw closed her eyes as water droplets were sprayed at her. She herself slunk out of the stream and shook her fur. She never really understood before why cats described swimming as cold. Once you got used to it the water was rather warm. But now she knew. Once you got out of the water was when it got really cold. She looked like she had been hit by lightning now. She approached Finchpaw and folded up in a sun spot near his, closing her eyes a little. Still cold, but getting better.
"I'd say be both have a way to go, but at least if we ever find ourselves gently teleported in some calm water we wouldn't immediately drown." she said sarcastically.

Finchpaw cracked open an eyes and gave her an uninterested look.

“If we could teleport I wouldn’t be here.” He stated matter of factly.

Stretching his paws a bit he flipped to his side, letting the sun hit his soaked fur from a different angle.

“But don’t worry in the case where we would be in more troubling waters I’m sure if you begged enough I’d save you.” He closed his eye and let out a sigh.

The sun was hitting him just right spreading warmth from his head to his tail.

He wondered whether Finchwhisker was wondering where he was.