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anybody have a warrior here and willing to have their character mentor marrow ?
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Trotting forward, Marrowpup glanced over the invitation. So, a dating event, huh? Mar thought he was a bit young for that- plus it hadn't even been accepted yet, so there was that.

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That was quite a lot of information to go over. Sighing and looking around the others gathered, the german shepherd noticed Foxhunt and Shezmu, a grin floating over his maw. Well, it seems the others were completely interested in the meeting.
Really, how could anybody get anything donw here? With the warm, nearly tropical heat on the island, he personally found the area to be quite relaxing. Maybe that was just him. It made him want to just grow flowers and laze around all day.
It was in this daze that he heard the leader say his name. Drat, did he do something wrong? Perking up towards her, he barely catched the rank said after.
Wait, what? Boatswain?
Blinking in surprise, the german shepherd noticed how the others were still listening. Well, of course they were.
As he heard the next words she said- he was still paying attention from the promotion-, an idea sprung to mind. If the leader didn't want the bodies laying around...
"If you don't want bodies around, burn 'em. We could put the ashes in a thing and I could put flowers where we bury them!"
Really, he had to work flowers in there somewhere.
Aaand then he tuned the meeting out again. Something about others showing up here maybe, gift baskets and an invite, titles becoming a thing. Then there were the golden words, the words that sprung out at him in a flurry of relief and excitement- meeting over. They were like honey to his ears if they'd been burned, like music to his feet- that is to say, it made him want to dance and jump for joy.
"Yesssssssss, meeting over!"
It wasn't that he had a problem with the stuff going on in the meeting, or a problem with the leader, but he had a problem with having to sit still for an extremely extended time without it being something he loved. Like flowers. Flowers were honestly great, in his book.

//feel free to assign marrow to take a gift basket and invite somebody, it isnt something he would volunteer for but i'm willing to make an invite thread :>
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Marrowpaw trotted forward, the Boatswain watching with slightly uninterested eyes. Two hawkclanners so far, did they really think that stuff was going to cut it? There were waaay more Skulls members here at the current moment.
Sitting down, Mar waited for somebody to attack him, idly growing plants with his flower prints.

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that would be GR8! i need to make marrow's 'rebellious' side more evident as well x>
want them to have a thread ? if so, do you eant to make it/should i ?
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Blah, blah, blah, all this talk and no fight. Kate seemed like the type that would only realize by force. The Skullclanner groaned, turning to her with bared teeth.
Marrowpaw was fine with peace. But until they managed to subdue the other leader, she wouldn't stop fighting. And, sure, Mar could appreciate a good fighting spirit. But this was the Skulls' current enemy.
At least the others were focusing and were still actually attacking.
Marrowpaw was not exceptional with fighting. He wouldn't win any awards, or accolades, but he would try, especially if said enemy was taking valuable time out of his flower growing time.
The german shepherd dashed forward, aiming to bite Kate's right hind foot and twist it out from under her, hopefully twisting the foot or breaking the bone.
He didn't bother with trying to insult the leader, or try to reason with her. Why should he, if Kate didn't seem like she was willing to listen? That was how one ended up losing even if they outnumbered and outpowered their opponent, in his opinion.

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marrowpup could tease him in a thread by almost but not quite going over the border into gravity falls territoyr or something?
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quick question; how old is she ?
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Trotting forward, Marrowpaw slumped to the ground with a loose grin on his face.
"Heya. How're you?"
The german shephard tilted his head to the side, unsure if the other could speak.

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Now Marrowpaw, he had just been wandering around, minding his own business while on 'patrol'- they were on an island, why was patrol even needed?
Anyways. The german shepherd noticed the scent of blood, and hurried over, slightly concerned (despite the fact he would pretend he wasn't).
Upon seeing the cubs, Marrowpaw grinned.
"They're so cute! What're their names?"
If they didn't have any, well, he was just going to give them flower nicknames.

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Vaguely confused at the telepathic message, Marrowpaw crept forward carefully.
"Uh... Hello? Is anybody there? Or, uh... Down there?"
Holy shit, he might be walking on them right now. What if it was a worm? How would they have a worm join the clan? He'd always been curious- can worms even see??

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maybe a thread between bill and marrow where they're basically little sh*ts to each other? like, teasing and joking and stuff
and then afterwards mar can go back to the skulls and idly mention he made a new frenemy to his mentor and then realize that hey, oh shit, bill is a demon and that could have gone SO WRONG and then try to avoid bill for the rest of his life if possible
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i can, unless you want to? :>
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awesome! also look @ this drawing i did for marrow. it isnt finished but is more of a thumbnail lmao
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Marrowpaw trotted over, sighing.
"I guess I'll take one."
The german shepherd yawned, waiting for the task that would be given to him.

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(i wasnt sure where bill technically is atm bc of the skyclan stuff thats going on so i made the thread in the skulls if thats ok, but it takes place in loner/rogue lands technically x> )

Marrowpaw had been out and about, collecting various flowers in a basket. Three of which he was absolutely sure were poisonous, and so he had taken the utmost care when plucking them; and, now that he thought about it, if it was the pollen that was poisonous, then the other plants would no doubt be infected.
Ugh, all of this batch had to be carefully handled then. How time consuming- but he didn't care, flowers were his forte.

It would be no easy task getting them across the water and onto the island, so Mar had decided to take his time on this trip to the mainland. After all, if he really needed to, then he could just run away if he met any trouble.

So there he was, walking through a slightly forested area on a path leading who knows where, picnic basket in his mouth. It was vaguely like a certain fairy tale, considering there was a canine and a basket and a forest, but the differences were still enough that if the Grimm brothers had been alive, no copyright claims could be issued.

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*drops the thread here bc i had time*
https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2353112.new#new
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aaa thank !!!
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"WHAT THE FUCK, YOU GIANT DANDELION?!"
Marrowpaw had, most definitely, been startled. He had no powers besides making flowers, after all- no way to detect the other.
This had led to him dropping the basket, which led to him gasping and quickly flipping the lid open. Upon realizing that they were perfectly fine, the shepherd visibly sighed with relief.
Lifting his head up and glaring at the other, Marrowpaw frowned.
"Dude, I swear, if you had caused any of my flowers to be broken I would've ripped your tail off. Y'know how rare some of these are? VERY. RARE."
Stomping his front left paw to emphasize his point at the end, Mar growled.
"As it is, none of them are hurt, so I'll forgive your childish little prank."
Sure, go ahead Mar. Act like you aren't immature half the time, too.

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thank !!
im actually in the middle of making one! ive got examples and prices set up, but i need to finish up rules, forms, and slots x>
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