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Well, that would be interesting. Had to come up with some sort of idea, first, though.
Marrowpaw nodded, thinking it over. Maybe a fishing competition or just a general fishing event? Perhaps snorkeling or a boat ride, or an ~*island adventure*~.
Marrow would probably make a flower float parade, in all honesty.
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"Dude. What the hell, what bee got stuck in your bonnet this morning?"
Side-eying the other, Marrowpaw scoffed as he reached a paw into his basket and rearranged some of the flowers.
"And why do you look like some cat version of those birds that twolegs have? Only other thing I've ever seen with colors that bright are the tropical fish in the water near our island."
Shooting a glare at the other, Mar frowned. If this yellow guy was going to tease him for being upset his flowers were nearly broken, well, then he was going to tease him right back.
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"So.... What you're saying is, you're poisonous and I shouldn't try to eat you?"
Marrowpaw snorted, rolling his eyes.
"And of course I've heard of genetics-" No, he hadn't, but he would bluff his way through saying he had. "-I mean, who hasn't? But I thought cats were naturally brown, grey, black, white, maybe red. Did you wander into some radioactive wasteland?"
He didn't actually know what a radioactive wasteland was, nor did he understand radioactivity, but he knew it was considered a Bad Thing. And that the color yellow was usually next to twoleg signs about it.
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Trotting forward, Marrowpaw nodded at the leader appreciatively.
"Cool gifts- haha, wow, I almost said goats. I'm prettty sure there isn't a goat in there though."
Laughing a bit at his own near mistake, the german shephard wagged his tail as he peered into the basket. Free stuff was always good! Except when it was a bomb. Free bombs were most definitely not good.
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aaa sorry but i might be a bit inactive, im going to devote a lot of my rping time to trying to get the nox back up on their feet bc i just. love that pack tbh ? its great
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Ooh, here was somebody new. Trotting forward, Marrowpaw glanced at the gift baskets before smiling.
"So, I'm guessing those are for us? Or is it a 'let's go tease the neighbors' sort of thing?"
Oh, yes, a joke. How wonderful.
The german shepherd sat down, looking back to their ally with a tilted head.
"So, mind if I ask what's in the baskets? Unless it's a tip-top secret, nobody is allowed to know, sort of thing."
He didn't know why such a thing would be brought to the border, but better safe than sorry.
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"Aw yisss, presents!"
Wagging his tail, the boatswain turned to the gifts again, about to pounce but collecting himself again and remembering there was probably something he was supposed to say.
"Oh, yeah-thanks! The Skulls appreciates your gifts and thanks you for 'em! I'm like, a Boatswain so I'm ninety percent sure I can accept them. If not, well, I don't see a reason they would be denied, being gifts an' all."
Marrowpaw nodded, smiling gratefully before leaning forward and grabbing one of the baskets.
"Mohy nohme oihs Marrowpaw, boy thoh whoy!"
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//aa its fine!!
Marrowpaw trotted forward, brown eyes watching the leader. She looked... Well, horrible, or at least tired, or... Maybe not? But he wouldn't say that- he was rebellious, not rude, or mean, after all.
And so he waited for news on what was going on.
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Trotting forward, Marrowpaw watched with slight interest as the paper sat there. Jumping forward and placing one paw on it, he frowned.
It was writing. Which meant reading. Or it would have if he hadn't noticed the NPC right there.
"Hey, d'you know what this says?"
The NPC shrugged, deciding to be cagey about it for no reason other than to be difficult.
Narrowing his eyes, the apprentice pouted and sat down.
And then Mar shouted.
"HEY EVERYBODY THERE'S A NOTE AT THE BORDER AND I CAN'T READ SO I NEED SOMEONE WHO CAN READ OVER HERE,"
A small pause, and then,
"PLEASE!"
The nicety made him groan, but it would probably mean that others woukd get over here faster.
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Trotting forward, Marrowpaw would grin at the cat, tail wagging slightly.
"Heya, so its a party? Or, bonding event? Can't wait to be there."
He hadn't attended many parties, mostly because he'd never been there when the invite was said and because he was so Radical that he didn't follow the leader's words in meetings. Which meant, basically, he'd never heard about them. Maybe he should bring a gift to this one, some kind of flower crown? That sounded nice.
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Really? His mentor wasn't around? Then he could stop avoiding the place, thank goodness.
Marrowpaw trotted forward, the german shepherd sitting down and watching for a few moments. He didn't really have anything to say about the recent events.
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marrowpaw was promoted to boatswain as well, before nighthawk left
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im planning to be more active once summer starts tbh, im in the middle of finals rn
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Marrowpaw approached, the german shepherd a bit disappointed at the moonshine comment. And he was looking forward to trying to make some! Now that the leader told them to, it wasn't Cool.
"Is it really illegal if you just told us to do it?"
Tilting his head to the side, the boatswain would flash a grin, obviously trying to antagonize Jekyll.
"And maybe we could get in on this cool thing I heard on the grapevine- there's apparently this huge thing going on between Stormclan and Blackheart Rogues. What if we jump in on that, attack one- or both of them? Give 'em a common enemy to hate, maybe?"
The apprentice would pause to scratch his ear, hesitating for a moment.
"But yeah, more raids. And what're we doing with allies? We're pirates, like you said. If the Exiles and that one night clan or whatever, Knights of garden or something, if they can turn on temporary allies in two seconds why do we even have 'em? Maybe we should try to take over some clan. That'd be fun; I could make flowercrowns for the prisoners."
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- [b]Litter:[/b] Marrowpaw x NPC
- [b]Species:[/b] german shepherds
- [b]# of children:[/b] three
- [b]Age:[/b] like two moons
- [b]Requirements:[/b] stay in the skulls for a bit
- [b]Other:[/b]theyll be the grandpups of bleachedbones, and marrow (being an older apprentice now) wont really take care of them
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"I'm sure he's fine, probably just tired from all the hard times we've been giving him! Being the leader of a crew such as ourselves is quite the task after all, heh. So, gifts? Anything with flowers?"
Marrowpaw quickly covered for their leader, wanting to make sure that thet Skulls didn't seem weak in the face of an ally. Although he didn't quite like anybody with power over him, Marrow was pretty adept with making sure they weren't attacked.
Maybe that dislike stemmed from jealousy, but that was for another time.
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Marrowpaw made a face as he approached.
"A carnival? That sounds fun. I think. Any flower prizes? They're epic, flowers are. They really are the best thing- wait, look!"
Placing one paw down and picking it up, the german shepherd would gesture towards the flower now where his law was in an excited manner.
"See? Flowers!"
For the moment, he just really wanted to share his excitement with flowers. But he would soon remember that it was considered uncool to like things as much as he did; but not for now. For now, he just enjoyed himself.
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"Hey, hey! Only I'm allowed to mess with our supplies!"
Dropping a paint can on the ground (three guesses what Marrowpaw had been about to do), the german shepherd would move forward and aim to tackle Vagabond, probably doing nothing. Flowers sprouted where he had stepped, the high emotions of the raid causing him to randomly use his power.
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Marrowpaw was a very enthusiastic guy. In some cases, perhaps too enthusiastic.
He had been up all night, pacing the ship and working on his prank. Now, as he surveyed the practically coverd wood, Marrow could only grin.
There were flowers. Covering. Everything. Some cases, even on the wall, where he had taken a running jump and slammed into it. And sure, maybe his nose was a little bloody from using the same power so often, but it was worth it.
There were flowers, so many flowers, and Marrowpaw absolutely loved it.
The german shepherd would lay down on the deck, beginning to roll around on the patch around him.
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