Border RC SkC cast a line // torrent

[Fettuccine]

FETTUCCINE
HE/HIM
21 MOONS
SKYCLAN DAYLIGHT WARRIOR
SPEECH | THOUGHTS | PHYSICAL

PENNED BY PLOT

Fettucine padded alongside the river, shivering a bit as the cold bore down on him. Days like today, he'd need to return to his housefolk sooner rather than later - they'd always fret over him being gone when it turned dark, and he'd already been held inside a few days longer than he'd liked after he had been gone for the Moonlight Celebration. If only his housefolk could understand how important that would be to becoming accepted as a member of the Clan!

To make up for it, he'd decided to try his paw at fishing, hoping to bring something back for his Clanmates to enjoy before he scurried back home. The water was cold, colder than expected, and so far, the cat hadn't had much luck with catching any prey on their border with RiverClan.

"Ugh! How do they even do this?" he mewed aloud, whisking his sleek tail back and forth.

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OOC: @Torrentsky

 

[Torrentsky]

- TORRENTSKY -

Not some average bones, I believe in love!

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Torrentsky had decided to try his luck with fishing closer to the Skyclan border, after having little success in other areas over the past few sunrises as the temperatures grew colder and light snow began to cover the ground. He didn't have much certainty that perching himself in different areas of the river would bring more fish, but Torrentsky was willing to try any idea that entered his head at this point.

Still as the cold, he watched the water, ignoring the ache that began to nip at his paws. His pads had begun to grow stiff and cracked from the lack of moisture in the air, an annoying pain that he was sure not to miss once leafbare passed.

Suddenly, Torrentsky's ears flicked towards a meow of distress, drawing his attention from the water's surface. While he wasn't close enough to make out their words, it was enough to draw the young tom's paws downstream to get a closer look. Turning around a nearly bare shrub, Torrentsky skidded to a halt, blinking as what he half expected to be a cat in trouble was a Skyclan warrior with their paws soaked. As the scent of the cat hit his nose, and at the sight of the bright cloth wrapped around the other's neck, Torrentsky realized that he may not be just a warrior, but also a kittypet. He watched the stranger whip his tail in annoyance, and Torrentsky exhaled in silent understanding.

"Fishing takes patience," Torrensky called, his voice low enough to let the river carry it towards the tom without scaring any fish that may be near. "Let them come to you, while you settle on the bank." He continued, settling back down against the shore to demonstrate.

"Are you a Daylight Warrior?" Torrentsky asked curiously, his golden gaze resting on the bicolor tabby. He had only heard of Daylight Warriors once from his own clanmates, but didn't know too much about how they worked in Skyclan.

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  TORRENTSKY‎ ‎ He/Him | Riverclan Warrior‎
  

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  ‎ A rosetted charcoal bengal with a sturdy build and thick, short fur. Torrentsky is usually seen with a determined smile and always stands tall.
  

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  ‎ ‎ penned by arsynne on discord, feel free to dm for plots.