An ebb and a flow [open-ish? Maple]

Paisley looked over the water, the lazy current lapping towards the banks. It was bound to be cold, if the stray splashes were any indication. She caught a smell familiar, from her mother. Is this why she always smells like this? The river?

She heard little about the Clans from her mom. Apparently they were rigid, close-minded, so she said. But what is out here?

The water looked inviting, and she watched it roll over the smooth stones underneath. The kitten couldn’t help but smile and take a deep breath in. She watched a fish swim downstream, its fins flexing in the current.

Paisley turned her head and noticed it was dusk. The temperature was starting to fall, and she shivered as a breeze cut through the area.

There was no way for her to go back to the Asylum; she had no idea how to get back. It was going to be dark soon, and it started to drizzle. She didn’t have a strong enough nose to catch her own fading scent, now being covered by the rain.

Paisley started to panic, realizing that she was alone.

Or was she?

Paw steps could be heard over the rain for Stormbringer didn't really try to mask them she knew she was being followed by her escorts, and patrolling the border was something that had to be done, regardless of what they thought. Others were ahead of her due to something extra she had to check on the way back, and with the rain starting she just wanted to get back even more.

Though something else caught her attention before she switched her path. Was.. Was that a kit?

Quickly diverting her route the deputy picked up her pace despite the cold, and slippery ground. She scrambled over the ground before stepping over to the young cat. "Oh stars.." The deputy muttered to herself. She needed to get this young one back to camp and fast before the cold really started to set in.

Amber eyes glanced around, checking for any signs of rogue that might of left her behind but she didn't spot anything. Once she thought she was in the clear the deputy grabbed the kit by the scruff and took off for the the camp. "Hold on little one, I will get you somewhere safe soon." Stormbringer said.

Paisley watched this cat bound over to her. They smelled faintly of the river water, and looked to be in good shape.

Maybe I can trust them to keep me warm for one night...

When the other cat grabbed her scruff, she felt herself grow limp. It was almost making her sleepy.

“Thank you,” she meowed quietly, unable to suppress the small purrs she had from being held by the scruff. There was something so reassuring about being carried that way, and the strange cat’s fur was warm compared to hers, so she didn’t dare complain.

“Where am I?”