Zephyrglade led the way, his steps were more like a marching motion, but his steps were soft upon landing never making so much as a sound. His blue grey tail moved from side to side, slow and methodical. Ever so often his tail would whip fast to the next side as though the beat to a song had suddenly hit a powerful note. He was walking to a rhythm that seemingly only he could hear. Now as the midnight blue skies trailed above him he began to look back at her and slowed his pace to make sure she was walking at his side. His Russian blue fur blended with the twilight, while the sharp planes of his face shone white. He turned to look at Petaldance, "So were you always from here, if that's not a rude question?" he asked and for once felt calm talking to her.

He could hear the distant sound of waves in the coming distance and felt the light squish of the ground from the ground not having enough foliage to soak it up. It felt like he was back in WaterClan again and because of that he could relax a little. Usually at times like these he would grow sad remembering that Violetstar would never let him come back home. That the window to that closed long ago and while he never wanted to return to the memories back there he felt guilty for leaving his family behind. But now those problems felt so far away walking next to Petaldance.

"I was born in WaterClan when my mom was leader there. I was a real trouble maker though so I kept getting held back from becoming a warrior for a long time. There was a rogue gang down by the beach here, well used to be anyways. I kept hanging out with them and my dad would have to drag me back home. Obviously I learned to stay put as a clan cat eventually though, it just took me longer. Nice to know that even though I was a slacker as an apprentice I'm apart of the Bright Brigade now," He smirked.

They had been walking a while, but it was worth it when they arrived. Despite being so close to two-leg place no one was there. The white sand moved beautifully in the small breaths of wind and the ocean although it roared against the shores was almost as gentle and soothing as a lullaby. Zephyrglade without any hesitation had already begun walking over to it and lied down a few paw steps before the waves could hit him, "The beach rises up at night. So we'll have to move back eventually. I like to sometimes run out when the waves pull back and then run away when it tries to come back. I don't know, I find it fun. Though I guess it's a bit more fun for me since I know how to swim."

"Really?" Zephyrglade asked, his eyes lit brightly, "Mind if I test your skill?" His smile widened when he said it, shifting into that genuine, contagious grin.

He waded into the water backwards creating a ripple in his wake. Mischief danced in his eyes as he got neck deep, "Y'know, if you're daring enough to swim over here," He winked.

Zephyrglade gave a toothy grin, "Hmmm... Maybe," He purred.

With that he dove under water opening up his eyes up to see if she would follow him under.

Zephyrglade came to the surface, his slick fur covering the edges of his right eye with a cheeky smirk, "Impressive."

"So," He said treading the water in place, "Tell me a bit about yourself, you're not one of those insane girls who strip their prey into piece before eating it are you?" He joked.

"Uhhh."

Maybe he should have told her about his murderess family who could very well some day drag him off into the league and force him to be another hunter like his father if they should ever find out of his existence. Or the fact that his father suspected him and his litter mates of communicating with some sort of Dark Forest cat. But instead he decided to go with the safer, more first date friendly confession.

"Well I used to be a part of a pirate gang as an apprentice. I was actually an apprentice for over a moon cause my mom was punishing me for constantly running off to join the gang. One day it must have gotten through to me cause I stopped going and decided to grow up and be the good little clan boy I am now," He purred with a trouble makers grin, "But I still wonder about that pirate life, living life as a rogue on the seas. I don't know, I always pictured it with my brother and Caspianpaw's not here anymore..." Zephyrglade's voice faltered and he found himself almost too sad to be ashamed at completely ruining the adorably embarrassing story he confessed to Petaldance. He moved to DayClan so he didn't have to think of him or Caspianpaw's mate or the one kit left behind from it all. No one talked about the plague that hit WaterClan, but it took out everyone, every kit, elder, and apprentice. They weren't called Survival Clans for nothing, but he couldn't survive in WaterClan constantly moping around about Caspianpaw, it felt like the better choice to move into DayClan with his grandma even if it was away from everyone he ever knew.