Zeke and Adrian

Clover was about to head to the beach a third time, hoping for new arrivals. A familiar whispering sound passed her ear, directing her to the shallows.Why do the ancestors want me there? She thought for a moment, but decided not to challenge them and followed it. As she approached, she saw two guys bent over one of the pools. One had shaggy blonde hair, the other shaggy black hair. The blonde snapped his head up to see Clover."Who are you?" He flipped a spear forward.

Clover smiled."It's okay, I won't hurt you." The blonde didn't budge."I said, who are you?" She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes."Well, I'm Clover. LEADER," She emphasized."Of the Tribe of the Moon. Who are you?" The boys glanced at each other and straightened up."I'm Zach," The blonde said."And this is my brother Sam. We crashed here quite a while ago." Clover thought for a bit."That's strange, I'm sure me and my tribe would have found you."

"Well, ya didn't." The Zach bent down to pick up his spear."But now that we have, why don't you join us?" Zach glared at her briefly."And why would we do that?" Sam muttered to himself."Because there's no where else to go." Zach looked to the sky thoughtfully."Fine. But you're not telling me what to do."

"If I can beat you to camp I can, but you need new names." Clover mused, but Zach looked stern."I'm fine with my name, thank you." Clover sighed."No, I mean it. It's tribe tradition, and would offend the ancestors." Zach rolled his eyes."Zeke is as far as I'll go." Clover nodded, and looked at Sam."I like Adrian." He looked up with a slight smile. Clover smiled back.

Zeke and Arian quickly gathered their possessions."So, where is camp?" Clover smirked."Just follow me, but you still have to beat me!" She laughed and sped off with incredible speed.