[panchiko]

Name with link:
Saltwater
Role:
(Future) Mentor for Smokekit/paw
Other:
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Questions:
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Plot idea:
Idk ;w;
RP sample:

 

Saltwater quickly looked up, telling herself that this cat was too friendly for comfort, although Saltwater herself was quite friendly. "Hello," the warrior responded, eyeballing the tortoiseshell female. Saltwater felt a little bit uncomfortable at being in the position where she had to continue the conversation; however, she didn't want to put that "burden" on this cat- Cloverpatch, from what Saltwater remembered. And, yes, it was a burden in her opinion. Saltwater let herself relax and wait for Cloverpatch to continue the conversation. The gray warrior loved the chilliness of the air; it refreshed her and made her feel cleaner; as if she was taking an invisible "bath".

However refreshed Saltwater felt, though, was still overwhelmed by the feelings of vulnerability and suspiciousness she felt around her clanmate. It was how she felt around all cats except for her closest friends and family. She thought about leaving Cloverpatch without waiting for her to continue the conversation, but she decided against it. Instead, she started listing the cats' features and what looked like their weaknesses and strengths would be. Black tortoiseshell, ginger and white patches, bright green eyes, medium-short fur, oriental longhair, thin, large ears. Probably a good hunter, from the looks of it. Motherly, perhaps.

Once Saltwater was done listing Cloverpatch's features, she gave her a good stare. Maybe it would make her go away. This gray warrior wasn't particularly in the mood to talk to any cats at the moment. And as of right now, she wasn't enjoying this cat's company. Saltwater had woken up on the wrong side of the bed, and now she was a little bit grumpy. Saltwater was still up to talking to Cloverpatch; if anything, she was kind of nervous at the attention since most people thought of her extroverted-ness as annoying. Salt felt like she was being a bit too rude and unfriendly to this cat, so she plastered a fake smile on her face although she felt horrible underneath that smile. "How are you?" she said, still smiling.