Rolling Down the River -p-

[Flickerpaw]

@hummingbird

_{Flickerkit rolled around the camp, her paws covering her face. She had heard a rumor that dust baths were particularly good for one's fur, and she was very excited to see if it was true. Her bright calico pelt had picked up a large amount of dust already, paling it to a duller shade. Of course she didn't particularly mind, but cleaning herself later would likely be a pain.
The small female rolled to a stop with an 'oof' as she collided with another body. Her paws dropped away and Flickerkit looked up at Hummingkit, a tom she had met only once before. "Hi there!"}