pafp until the bubbles stop 𓆟 swimming

[splashdance]

[ mentor tag! @LAKEMOON ]
[ please wait for @Ospreypaw ♡ this is for a splake !!! ]

Splashpaw ambles by the river, letting the water wash over her paws to cool her off from the warm greenleaf air. She's quiet, for once, watching the edges of the river, trying to spy if their borders will have visitors while she's out on patrol. She's somehow grateful that although her parents broke a code, they chose to avoid Clans that neighbor each other - lest she be found far sooner than intended. Her gaze flutters lower, into the ripples of the water, and she spies something... colorful. She can tell from here that it's not a fish, but her curiosity begs her to get a closer look.

"Hey, Ospreypaw -" she knows as soon as she speaks that she's chosen the wrong partner to go out into the water with her. Her gaze falls back to the pretty tabby and she tries not to waver, "Swim out with me? I just want to get that... thing, out of the water." It looks like the rubbish that they've already been pulling out for weeks. Splashpaw figures it's better to retrieve it now rather than in a season's time - though she doesn't exactly know how the river works, and where things go if they're not pulled out first thing.

Regardless, she gets her confirmation from the other apprentice and heads out first, pushing off the river bank and paddling her legs as best she can. A little wobbly still, but she holds her head above water and treads it fairly well. She keeps her back towards Ospreypaw, focusing on her goal to gather the last of the twoleg garbage.​

 

[Ospreypaw]

TAGS — (ooc. mentor tag: @Tigersplash ; also please excuse how late this is TT_TT)

Splashpaw. Splashpaw, Splashpaw, Splashpaw, a ShadowClanner expected to integrate into RiverClan by virtue of her... what, exactly? Lichenstar's obtuse reasoning for accepting her into the Clan had only served to balloon Ospreypaw's speculations into vitriol. She stews silently in her hang-ups and her anger, her jealousy for this outsider's skill. Ospreypaw had trained her whole life to be one with the river, and now some random girl from ShadowClan thinks she can waltz in and show her up? The blue-laced girl won't have it, thank you.

But Splashpaw calls out to her anyway. Peridot daggers gleam from beneath her eyelids as she directs her attention to the snow-freckled apprentice. Their patrol has been silent thus far aside from murmurs between Lakemoon and Tigersplash. At Splashpaw's beckoning, Ospreypaw hesitates. She stands on a needlepoint, unable to decide which direction to lean in: friendship or not? But of course, the decision's already been made. Ospreypaw has little capacity for friendship in the first place, and sharing it with someone who is not even RiverClan born does not necessarily appeal to her.

Still, she approaches when she is called, pink lips drawn upwards into a cobra's grin. She drops her gaze to the colorful flash in the riverbed. "What, you can't get it yourself?" she chirps, head tilting. Splashpaw was a good swimmer, wasn't she? But after a beat she shrugs. "Yeah, sure." And they swim out together, and Ospreypaw sees her chance.

She dives beneath the water's surface, holding her breath as she swims towards the colorful plastic — only to grab Splashpaw's arm in her claws instead, and yank her under. It would prove a valuable lesson in holding one's breath. It would prove a valuable lesson in knowing one's place. Lemongrass eyes squint through the water and she watches Splashpaw flail, pale shark teeth gleaming beneath her smile.

She isn't trying to drown the other girl, of course. Just a dip, a shock of fear, and then she'd be done. Still, neither of them resurface quickly — in their place, bubbles rise.
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[otterbite]

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- Splashpaw had certainly been an odd surprise from Lichenstar. Otterbite hadn't exactly cared much for her arrival, if she was truly of RiverClan then she would show as much in her training, just as any other outsider was expected to.

He didn't, however, appreciate how she trailed after his father like a lost kit. It was strange behavior, though he wondered if she had stuck to the nearest friendly face and never let go. Pikesplash was like that... he was a good warrior.

Otterbite watched as she tread water with Ospreypaw, sitting beside Jaggedpaw who he was supposed to be overseeing his own swimming exercises. It's relatively average form with Splashpaw, as far as he's concerned, but Ospreypaw went a step further in luring her out just to shove her head below the surface. His gaze locked with Lakemoons for a moment, to see what she thought of it. Would she jump to save her? Or would she let Splashpaw figure it out on her own?

"Hmm... how long can you hold your breath?" He asked his apprentice with a curious twitch of his tail.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── 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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[Jaggedpaw]

〔⊳〕Jaggedpaw sat at the edge of the water, watching fools play in the water with his mentor by his side. He gave the older individual a sidelong glance, skeptical at the question. "I'm not sure." He said, ear flicking in slight annoyance at the splashes that somehow managed to reach his pelt. He shook out his fur, ticked at the sudden wetness. He was okay with wetness that he initiated, but having it thrust upon him as they were doing, it just. Was not his thing. He was about to say screw it and get in.

i know what you want from me ( i know what you think you see ) //

• ooc.
  
• JAGGEDPAW —— apprentice (wetpaw) of riverclan , mentored by otterbite . npc x npc . littermate to two others ⊳ penned by helly
  ⊳ cis male / he/him / 7 moons & ages every 1st
  ⊳ single / heterosexual & monoflexible / open to romance
  ⊳ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— combat notes here / battle notes
  
  ⊳ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ⊳ biography — msg on discord for plots (hellycinth) — toyhouse
  
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  a shorthaired chocolate tabby / cinnamon tabby chimera with high white & 1 green eye & 1 blue eye no scarring.

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[PEBBLEPAW]

(☼) pebblepaw is content enough in his swimming abilities that he finds water-training sessions quite relaxing. even as foxtail and otterbite oversee his and jaggedpaw's fishing in the river, the blue tabby tom meanders about in the waves, ducking under every few minutes in search of a particularly slow or dumb fish he'd be able to catch by swimming up to it. resurfacing as pawsteps shuffle the gravel on the shore, sunny eyes turn towards the arriving patrol, brightening at the sight of splashpaw. his friend seems to be spotting something in the distance, and the boy will swivel his head, eyes catching the same brightly colored twoleg trash as it floats by, a remnant of the twoleg tirade of weeks ago. he curls his lip at it, turning his attention back to his friend who he is just about to call out to. she's speaking to ospreypaw though, so he holds off, eyeing the storm-hued girl.

then, splashpaw is, as her namesake implies, splashing into the river, delicate paws churning to keep herself upright. ospreypaw follows, something brewing in her gaze. she darts beneath the water as her dark companion paddles steadily onward, and all of a sudden, both mollies vanish. pebblepaw blinks, ember gaze searching the water as bubbles surface. one... two... three heartbeats pass as they still don't pop back up, and worry flickers over the young tom's features. already half in the water, he'll dive beneath the soft currant, powerful build allowing his body to sink low and move with speed. eyes half open underwater, a feeling he's still getting used to, he catches sight of the pale shape of ospreypaw, and the struggling shape of his friend.

he can't see her face, but he knows her heritage, or some of it. she's not yet river trained, her body can only take so much before she'll start to drown. ospreypaw wouldn't kill a fellow apprentice, would she? her animosity towards the new riverclanner has been fierce, yes, but not deadly. surfacing, pebblepaw glances towards foxtail, tigersplash, and lakemoon, gaze ghosting over that of otterbite. will the mentors intervene? apprentices play games, splash each other in the shallows, but for his denmate to drag his friend into the deep seems out of line. behind them, the twoleg trash floats on. pebblepaw makes his way out into the river towards the streaming bubbles. one paw bats at ospreypaw's back, a disapproving look sent her way.

I DO NOT HAVE WINGS, LOVE ☼ I NEVER WILL

• // mentor tag @FOXTAIL " #848DAE"
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  PEBBLEPAW ☼ HE / HIM, APPRENTICE OF RIVERCLAN. MENTORED BY FOXTAIL. 8 MOONS OLD, PENNED BY LAVS
  
  
  a large blue tabby with low white and vitiligo. pale blue fur covers the length of pebblepaw's stocky body, sliced through with darker tabby stripes and spots. baleful orange eyes peer out of heavy set sockets, and his muzzle, paws, and tail tip are dashed with white.

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