Knight in [Spark]ling Armor (Twineheart)

[Twineheart]

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Sparkpaw tilts his head to one side at her slightly suspicious tone. but he blinks it away with a shrug, she could always make an excuse to ditch him if she really wanted to. He wouldn't stop her. Giving her a slightl smile he nods some. " Good lets go this way then." He finally says rising to his paws and turning to climb a bit of steep rock. He isn't terribly graceful at it but he gets the job done. Glancing back he wonders if she'd follow and hoped she wouldn't fall again. He wasn't sure his poor hind claws could deal with anchoring him down again to rescue her. " Coming?" He asks single pollen eye resting on the dazzling blue orbs that shine from the she-cats face below.

[Anya]

"Good lets go this way then." He rose to his paws. She couldn't help but notice the lack of grace in his effort to climb. "Coming?" He asked.

Swallowpaw nodded. She followed his lead, her lithe frame and long legs making it look effortless as she climbed up to match his height. Silky white fur swayed in the cool breeze, her white toes spread to let her balance. She stretched her feathered chocolate tail and aligned her body for maximum leverage over the rocky terrain. She was awake now, and very well aware of her surroundings. There would be no falling this time. She blinked away the embarrassing memory.

"The wind feels nice." It was in Leaf-fall and Leafbare that her long fur was appreciated. The only time she was happy she had a lot of fur. "Did you plan to go anywhere specific?" she inquired.

[Twineheart]

[ Anya ]

Sparkpaw was pleased when Swallowpaw took to the rock face right behind him. She climbed with far more grace than he did, something he didn't fail to notice as they reached a solid ledge which flattened out. Turning his head at her words, his white neck fur is tugged by the wind. He blinks as his whiskers are tugged back and he looks into her darling blue eyes. " Well the abandoned twoleg lookout is nearby." He suggests, as they walk along the flat expanse of rock, the wind ruffling their fur. Sparkpaw walked so his empty socket on the right side of his face was away from the she-cat. From his left if he didn't turn his face towards her completely he looked like any other cat. His single pollen yellow eye flickering over at her on occasion, his tail held half curled in the air.

[Anya]

“Well the abandoned twoleg lookout is nearby.” Sparkpaw suggested, to which she simply nodded in consent. The pair continued to walk along the flat rock path, the wind not resting for a heartbeat.

Swallowpaw let her gaze wander, and she noticed that from his left profile he looked like an average cat. No one would guess that he did not have his right eye. She wondered if it ever made him feel insecure. He had obviously grown accustomed to it, but there was a possibility he was still diffident towards the matter. She would be if she only had one eye. The thought that she would have dismissed as a mistake didn’t seem so foreign now. She decided that she liked his single eye. It made him different. More importantly, it gave her a likeness to him. With her kittypet features she was very much different.

She had been staring again and she would never have known if he had not glanced over. She quickly returned her deep blue eyes to the path ahead. The chocolate point she-cat matched her stride with his when she noticed she had been a paw-step or two behind. He was fast. Ferretpaw usually ran up ahead or lagged behind her depending on his mood, and Boulderwing usually walked on ahead with his longer legs. She like walking with matching gaits. As kit-like as it may seem, she wanted to be the same.

She slowed down when they reached a set of upwardly inclined ledges and extruding rocks that led up to the look out. She raised her head, following the long climb ahead with her round eyes. She had only ever come up this far with Boulderwing during her tour. It was much higher than she remembered.