MAKE A MAN OUTTA YOU ☆ o, "graffiti"

[lovekit.]

IT TOOK A LITTLE TIME
[align=center]TO MAKE A LITTLE BETTER

IT'S ONLY GOING UP

JUST ONE THING THEN ANOTHER

lovekit — the typhoon — tags

So far, in his brief time as a temporary "member" of Palmclan, Lovekit had learned several things about their culture. While the kit had initially expected them to be practically exactly like The Typhoon, considering they lived in a very similar place to his home, he had never been so wrong. They were highly competitive, and they didn't back down from a fight – or at least, that's what the warriors had told him – but they also didn't have the same pirate nature as The Typhoon. They lived peaceful lives that intermingled with the sea, and their reclusive nature had led to them getting creative in entertaining themselves. Lo was enchanted by practically every little difference he stumbled across, including in how those around here had a tendency to decorate their homes. While everyone in The Typhoon had their own dedicated home, or family home, there were mass dens here, and they were often decorated to the nines with objects from the sea. Sometimes, the intricate patterns and decorations even signified what the den was for, such as the medicine den, or the elder's den.

There was one den in particular that had caught the boy's eye, however, and that was the leader's den. The stone tunnel had elaborate patterning on the outside of it, painted onto the face of the stone with paints made from berries and sand. Lo had been immediately enchanted by the expressions present in the artwork, and he had found himself wanting to do something similar. Since the camp was fairly quiet these days, with about half of their warriors out investigating the boardwalk, Lovekit had decided that now was his perfect chance to experiment with the paints. With Rhine out searching, it had been relatively easy to infiltrate the leader's den, with the young hybrid eventually stumbling upon the small bottles harboring the paints used for decoration, or war. His green eyes lit up at the sight of them, and he grabbed several different colors before heading out, humming cheerfully to himself.

By the time anyone had spotted the kit with his colorful supplies, the majority of the "damage" had already been done. He had gone wild on any surface nearby that was available, painting sand and stone alike in bright and eye-catching colors. Occasionally he made an effort to actually have the colors make something – such as painting a rather sloppy leaf next to the medicine den – but most of it was just random splashes of color. Lovekit couldn't help the crooked grin upon his face as he looked around at the newly decorated camp, paint clinging to his paws and various parts of his pelt. A few warriors were already staring at him, barely able to hold back laughter at the new child's antics. Some were just looking at the "graffiti" that was now present all over their camp, eyes wide and startled. Lo couldn't deny that he was extremely pleased with himself, practically vibrating with excitement at the prospect of showing off his new painting skills to his mom.

( takes place in the camp )