Goldenfeather shook her head. "I'm not mad, " she purred, "And sure!" She smiled and got to her feet. She was a cat who didn't mind getting her feet wet.
Foxflame woke up and stretched. He yawned, glad for his dreamless sleep. Walking out of the den, he realized the camp was empty. He tilted his head, wondering if he were dreaming. He soon understood he wasn't, and decided to stay in camp, not wanting to leave it unguarded.
Spottedfire watched the river coolly, before aiming at the river. Suddenly, his paws slipped, and he fell into the water, and came out laughing, and spat some water out.
Goldenfeather shuffled her paws nervously. She didn't know what to say. This was strange since she always snapped at others. She shook her fur and padded at the edge of the river. She looked at the water, no shadow casting on the water.
Goldenfeather let out a snort as Spottedfire climbed on the bank. She looked at his eyes as he settled beside her. He pressed his wet pelt against her and Goldenfeather squealed, jumping away. "You're cold!" she laughed.
Goldenfeather laughed in delight, and flicked her tail. She took some steps closer to the river, wetting her paws. She turned back to him. "Wanna swim again?" she purred in amusement.
Goldenfeather laughed and slid in the water. She swam towards the middle, where her paws didn't reach the pebbles on the floor. Goldenfeather let out a laugh. "I'm a fish!" she purred and she moved her paws to swim.