Layin About

Rainpaw lay in the grassy patch of land she found, her paws in the air as she looked up into the sky on her back. Her fur was plastered close to her side, her gray and white leopard patterns as noticable as ever. Her blue eyes were painted with boredom and sadness as she let the rain fall over her, not caring about what happened at the moment. She thought back, but couldn't really remember much too important. She needed to strike a life, something that made her important, needed to her Clan. Good luck with that Rainpaw....

"You know, you could drown like that," Lonepaw mewed as he walked towars Rainpaw, poking her in the side and looking at her in the face. What was she? Crazy? Rainpaw was always crazy, he supposed. She always seemed to do weird things to him. "What are you out here for anyways?"

Rainpaw shifted her eyes over to Lonepaw, "I think we're RiverClan cats so I think I'll be able to swim out if something happens." she smiled faintly. She looked back up at the sky, a murky gray, though she knew dusk was bound to arrive sometime or another. "I'm just thinking is all."