camp BIZZARE CELEBRATIONS 𓆩 ♕ 𓆪 RTA

[HOLLYPAW]

𓆩 ♕ 𓆪　"It was the biggest beast that I've ever seen," Hollypaw begins, leaning forward as if to divulge a secret. His eyes glitter like emeralds, refracting the mid-afternoon sunlight into slivers of golden glow. There is a mischievous tilt to his maw as he continues. "I thought it was a tree-fox at first... A stoat or a marten maybe... But no, no! It was a squirrel, a giant one. Squirrelstar, I named it - since it must be the strongest of any squirrel!" The leader of all the squirrels in the pines, a worthy opponent for a cat such as he.

Memories of the battle unfold in Hollypaw's mind, and he begins to bounce upon his paws. This, he knows, is a story for the ages. She can't wait to tell it - and ends up skipping over most of the details in her over-eagerness. "We fought in the treetops... And it nearly knocked me off the branch!" She laughs brightly, leaning back. The sound echoes throughout camp,before his teeth click together. "But Hollynose was vic - tor - ius!" The apprentices croons, basking in his own victory.

"Squirrelstar" lies upon the freshkill pile, limp and defeated. It is only slightly larger than the average squirrel.

‎‎┌── NO SUCH THING AS TIME TO KILL 𓆩 ♕ 𓆪 NOR TIME TO THROW AWAY ──┐‎

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  HOLLYKIT ⚔︎ she / he, kit of skyclan, eight moons.
  ➳ a fluffy tom with mottled fur and deep green eyes.
  ➳ bobbie x blazestar; littermate to lionpaw & candorpaw, kin to many.
  ➳ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ➳ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[BEECHDAPPLE]

【‧͙⁺˚*･🌤】 kinked whiskers quiver in amusement as hollypaw entertains his crowd of onlookers which included beechdaple, with a story describing a grandiose battle between her and a squirrel aptly dubbed 'squirrelstar' by the young apprentice who continued to speak with such colorful passion that it was hard not to feel immersed in their tale even if it was something as simple as winning against a slightly above average sized rodent. when the mottled child finishes, beechdapple stomps her paws against the ground for a few moments in an alternating motion to create something akin to an applause.

"bravo! why, i had to hold my breath when you mentioned almost getting knocked out the treetops!" she chuckles, the corners of her eyes crinkling to show her mirth. "i have to say, defeating squirrelstar is quite the feat and i imagine every squirrel in the forest will be on the lookout for the fearsome hollynose who singlehandedly took down their leader." the calico quips with a small grin unable to help but sprinkle in some silliness to these things, she enjoys making the youngsters in skyclan feel extra proud of themselves over these small things even if it might come off as a little cringe-worthy.

.·:*¨ IF YOU HAVE LOST THE RIGHT TRACK ☄. *. ⋆ THEN ILL LEAD YOU RIGHT BACK ¨*:·.

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• BEECHDAPPLE —— senior warrior of skyclan , mentoring none. plum x dapper . littermate to two npcs ✦ penned by cobatic
  ✦ cis female / she | her / ages every 6th
  ✦ single / bisexual polyamorous / open to puppy-crushes, crushes, romance.
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  
  —— battle notes
  
  ✦ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  

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[FIGFEATHER]

The warrior does not know how she got wrapped up in listening to the apprentice's whimsical story. She had just been trying to grab a piece of fresh-kill from the pile when she began to learn how the hunt for 'Squirrelstar' unfolded. Beechdapple was amused by this story, the older she-cats whiskers kinked as a chuckle rumbles out of her throat. Figfeahter is not nearly as imaginative as Hollypaw, but she found she enjoyed it as well.

She rolls her eyes in good nature as the warrior quips on about the squirrels of the forest looking out for the fearsome Holly'nose'. Figfeather is more curious as to why she chose that name for herself. "What's with the 'nose'?" From what she's heard Hollypaw wasn't known for his tracking skills.

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[LIONPAW]

Lionpaw had always been the earth to his siblings' high-soaring clouds and skies. Tethered by reality, all too aware of a world that was cruel and relentless, he was aware of the cat he had to become in order to serve SkyClan well. Not one breath had been wasted on grandiose fables and games of pretend; instead, he and Crowsight patrolled and sparred day and night with the hopes of paving the way for improvement. It was working for the most part ⸺ Lionpaw had commenced his apprenticeship wide-eyed and weak, unable to even throw a left hook to the jaw. They were starting to get the hang of the art of combat, though, especially after his run-in with his half-brother on ThunderClan's land.

Lionpaw hadn't had the chance to catch up with his littermates as of late, seeing as he'd been preoccupied and training as much as he could throughout the day. He undoubtedly loved his kin still, and wanted to be close to them like they used to be as children. So, when Hollypaw returns to camp beaming and holding a fresh catch in her jaws, Lionpaw pads over with the intent of congratulating her. Instead, he and the other cats nearby were regaled with a tale that was definitely a work of fiction.

"That's... quite a story, Hollypaw." The chocolate torbie point manages something muddled between amusement and uncertainty, though he tries not to let the latter show. Hollypaw hasn't changed much, it seems, as he still illustrates colorful stories in lieu of sticking to reality. Lionpaw supposes that there's no real harm in doing so, but he cannot help but wonder if she would always do this. At what point would Hollypaw accept the real world as it was and talk with her clanmates like a grown-up instead of making things up as if everything was a mere silly fantasy?

In an attempt to commence a more pragmatic discussion, the apprentice meows, "You'll have to teach me how to hunt in the trees. I'm still learnin' how." Owlheart had given Lionpaw a few pointers but tree-hunting was still not quite his forte.

𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 ✹ . + 　 　˚ 　　　　 · 　 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐈 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐃

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  an apprentice of skyclan, lionpaw is eight moons and is mentored by crowsight. he is the son of doeblaze and blazestar. an amalgamation of his parents, lionpaw exhibits splashes of ginger and chocolate tabby patterns against a thick, longhaired cream pelt.　✦

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[edenberry ?!]

What kid didn't love to explore hyperbole and story, especially when it aggrandized their little lives and their achievements? There is a soft, amused hum at their tongue as Holly'nose' declares their great victory, fueled by Beechdapple's friendly declaration of pride and excitement. It was a riveting story, even if obviously exaggerated...

Figfeather seems half so impressed, prompting the apprentice to explain the self-bequeathed warrior name with an air of judgement. Edenberry quirks a spotted brow at her, wondering why that was what the lead warrior chose to fixate on rather than bolstering the kid's spirits. It had taken them until well through the winter to catch their first squirrel.... Hollypaw was doing a great job.

"I heard there's a particularly fat dove out there... crooning and waiting for a brave combatant. Dovestar should watch out for you," they encourage, wrinkling up their nose in an amused grin.

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𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 i want no more than this

• -- edenberry / skyclan daylight warrior / any pronouns / 16 moons
  -- mostly white with black pinstripe and green eyes / scarred face and back
  -- color #728c69​

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