camp HOOLIGANG ༄ SHOWING OFF

[Driftwood]

Boredom was a good friend of the blue and white feline. Never had Driftwood stuck to the same routine after their daily patrols, free time was spent with variety each passing day. Swimming, sunbathing, gossiping, catching up with friends.. or an alternate. Still, one whom knew them would know where to find them despite their wide range of time waning. Keeping their mind busy was of importance, exclusively after their recent public outburst. Something different was needed to keep their mind entertained, and how about entertaining others too to warm their reputation again? Claws rip at a willow's base in thought, staring high up to its treetops with a smirk of conclusion.

With one big leap they ripped up the tree to settle several branches high, heaving through their nose and scanning upon the campgrounds until they recognized a familiar face below, "Cicadaflight!" They laughed, mischievously shining a grin as a sudden burst of motivation struck them at the sight of their friend, "Watch this!" Driftwood rounded their body out before leaping to and fro from each branch until they had reach to the treetops, peering down at the height that was reached and proudly waving their tail to their friend and passerbys.

Then, it was time to make their way down. But how would one make it more admirable? Driftwood jumped down from each branch, however, near the last branch, it had caught their claw and before they knew it, they fell face first in front of Cicadaflight.

Immediately they lept up with a dazed blink and frown, shaking the dirt off their pelt. Although, the brief frown erupted into a wide grin of laughter, "Ah.. my head is going to hurt after that! Haha!"

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[DogTeeth]

𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂𝓈 ♬

Humming, toes fiddle with stalks of reeds, idly weaving them together. He looks up without consequence, eyes barely beholding notice and a kind smile to the duo of warriors standing by the large willow. Only he double-takes, ocean eyes widening. Normally quite imperturbable, his mindless reed weave is dropped and flopped aside with unravel as he stands to get a better look. Driftwood climbs the sleek bark, calling down to Cicadaflight obviously wanting for their attention.

Trees were lovely shade, and houses for the birds. Incondrite for the feet of clumsy predators such as himself. To see a riverclanner in a tree, Dogteeth’s jaw is slack. His fear of heights churns in his belly, as the dual-colored cat makes their way down he has to close his eyes as they jump branch to branch. One mis-step and they could- thud.

Dogteeth’s face squinched up and he hissed through his teeth with a empathetic coo. No sooner had they fallen, was the warrior smiling and playing it off. " oh dear… uh…. " he pads toward the two slowly.

" ground came up fast on ya… " he didn’t want to embarrass the warrior, surely everyone in camp saw that but. The, are you okay is implied.
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⛦ OOC INFORMATION REFERENCE ⛦

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  — twenty-eight moons
  — VOICE & ACCENT
  — warrior of Riverclan
  — gay | crushing on n/a
  — small curly-furred blonde and tan tom with blue eyes.
  — very gentle voice and laugh
  — deals a nasty bite | large teeth
  BIOGRAPHY——— ✧
  
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[otterbite]

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- "This is why you leave climbing to kittypets." Otterbite's maw tugged down into a scowl as Driftwood's face met with the ground. The sound of their collision rung hollow in his chest and while they sprung back up the tom could only imagine the quick motion would only make his dizziness worse.

"What were you trying to do up there? Pretend to be a bird?' He had figured their useless bird-catching would stop with their equally featherbrained leader. A shame if Driftwood had the taste for it, too.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── IM OUT OF CONTROL ⋅❁⋅ OH, HOW I BURN FOR YOU ──┐‎

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  OTTERBITE ✩ he/him, warrior of riverclan, fifteen moons.
  ⭃ scruffy blue/black chimera with a white tail-tip and green eyes. noticeable kinked whiskers
  ⭃ adopted son to pikesplash // former apprentice to coyotecreek
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay requires permission / / underline and tag when attacking or making an action toward
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by beatae ↛ gonkpilled on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[brindlekit]

it was hard to get much of a reaction at all out of brindlekit. she merely watched in most cases, wide eyed and odd. she was watching driftwood climb the tree, curious. she'd never seen someone climb a tree. she figured it was rather difficult. driftwood's clumsy landing managed to pull a flinch out of her. ah, to be correct. but at what cost? she crept toward the warrior, ears twitching. "what was the point of that?" she asked.

BUT ITS LIKE YOURE ✹ . + 　 ˚ 　 · MADE OF ANGEL DUST

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  abandond kit, brindlekit found mysteriously on the border of riverclan, with no memory of how she ended up there. she is 2 moons. she is very small for her age, but is healthy. she is a dilute tortoiseshell with a white throat and chest. her stomach, paws and tail tip are also white. her eyes are golden and round. penned by Twitchtail,　✦

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[EVENINGPAW]

Whenever Eveningpaw sends her gaze skyward, she is always greeted by the sky — sometimes dark, sometimes light, and dotted by a variety of clouds more often than not. On occasion, crowns of trees block clear sight of the vast blue above, but it is nevertheless there. It is very rare for something other to come into the picture; maybe a bird, or in the case of Cicadaflight, a wayward fish that learned how to fly for just long enough to come down onto his muzzle.

Needless to say, Eveningpaw does not expect to find Driftwood's splotched pelt weaving amongst the branches. "Woah." They appear to have a knack for this... or maybe it just looks a lot easier when your own paws are on safe ground. Not much of a fall from here.

Speaking of a fall... Driftwood settles back down to their level, much less gracefully than in the air. The thud punctuates their descent, and Eveningpaw winces on instinct. At least they're still talking. Surely they haven't hit their head too much, then. Or maybe their adoration towards Cicadaflight lets them do anything nowadays.

"Or SkyClan," Eveningpaw says; off-handed, barely paying attention, just enough for her need to look smart and be right to win her over. She barely lets her eyes graze Otterbite before she puts some distance between the two of them, feeling hot under her fur now that she's realized it had been him talking about kittypets. Maybe if she's quick in her escape, he won't talk to her... that, and if she busies herself with the scene at hand instead of giving him a proper chance to cut into her.

Eveningpaw finds safety amongst the quickly-gathered cats. Even if she finds the relationship between Driftwood and Cicadaflight a bit silly at times, she can appreciate the effort when necessary — something the others don't seem to agree on. "Cut him some slack! That's probably not how they planned to come down." Apologetic eyes find Driftwood, waiting for them to gather all of their limbs. "I wouldn't have even managed to climb the first branch."
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[Echopaw~]

[ ༻ ☾ ༺ ] A large sounding thud had caught the attention of the kit as she made her way over, wiggling to stand next to Brindlekit while confusion dance in her clouded gaze, picking up small details from those around her but with a blink she looked towards the direction of Dogteeth and any other who stand near the warrior. "What happened?" she asked curiously. Ears perked forward as she listened to the words around her. Something about kitty-pets to Skyclan and her plumed tail twitched.

What did Driftwood do to earn such a spectacle of cats, and the way they seemed to talk it was definitely with that of concern, or one without any amusement, so what had he done? She blinked to turn her muzzle towards Cicadaflight and Driftwood before settling herself down to curl her tail around her paws, still listening to the words of her fellow clanmates around her in an attempt to put the pieces to the puzzles together before someone explained to the kit that Driftwood had attempted to climb a tree only to fall down on the way back down from their climb.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── Following the sea breeze , Riding on the waves ──┐‎

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  Echokit ☾ She/Her, Kit of Riverclan, 5 moons.
  ⭃ Long haired smoke black chimera with low white and blue cloudy eyes (Blind)
  ⭃ Anemone x Glitch
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by Ryn ↛ @/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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