Storm ran towards the river and skidded. She leaped in, a large splash was created around her. "I suggest you go on one of the stones before you go in." She told Blazekit.
Fernpelt cocked her head. "When was that? When you nuzzled with your mother? Oh and maybe you should get her, she will probably want to watch you." She purred.
Fernpelt smiled. "Yes, and if you don't mind I'd like to practice with him a tiny bit, he's extremely special and his ability will only grow, speaking of which where is Opalkit and Blackkit?" She purred.
Storm frowned. "Twoleg writing? And I'm not sure if I can do anything about that." She climbed back on land. "But are you going to come in?" She mewed softly.