Username: Sha the Sheep
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here!Art/Blurb 1:
Another day, another round of fishing... Haywing settles on the banks once more, readying his paw to catch something - only for something else to catch his attention instead. He glances up, peering closer to see what all the commotion is about - something to do with Cliff, belly deep in the water...
He sighs. He'll have time later to fish, probably. For now, let's see what all this is about...
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Art/Blurb 2:
The thing about a swimming competition is: it may be true that Haywing is the fastest of all cats on the island back home, but that was all on
land. He's nowhere near their best or fastest swimmer - and he's never claimed to be. He's just better on land than in the water, and... well, that's okay. Usually, he has no reason to worry about it.
Today, though, there's a race in the water. Just last night he'd shown off how fast he could be on land; he feels like today, there will be some sort of expectations upon him to do just as well in water. Which isn't really true, but!! ...Oh, well. He'll just have to do his best, swim his fastest...