[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt]Marco was out messing around, not really knowing where he was off to or anything specific as he walked around. Life in SunClan could move a bit slow, especially if you had the personality of a certain German knight. A rather light-hearted fellow with some wildness to him as an interior wrapped around by a reserved exterior. Few got past the exterior walls when it came to Marco; so far, the closest in SunClan was Skully and maybe Bonepaw.
He had a thing when it came to African wild dog friends, he guessed. That or a thing for those related to Skully. Not going to dwell on his lack of deep connectings, he continued to walk outside, his scarf wrapped around his neck. Marco could feel the crunching of leaves under him; he hated the amount of noise they made. Maybe he'd try and rake the yard later today - he knew his roommate Skully certainly wouldn't do so.
"hello everyone," teh cream and white feline meowed, trotting over to the scene on ivory paws.[/justify]