FlameofEmber

    “Your paddle could use a bit of work.” The dark grey tom mewed jokingly, and Riverpaw let out a short laugh, trying to push away her shame. After a moment, the warrior asked, “Where’d you learn to swim in the first place?”    “Ponds.” Riverpaw responded shortly.    “Ah, that makes sense. Streams are a bit of a different business, what with their current. They can also be deeper than most expect.”    The she-cat didn’t respond, but walked silently beside the warrior. Slowly, she could feel her strength returning, yet her legs still shook, and her heart continued to race.    I