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Pluto trotted in after the canine, he hadn't been to other clans before but it seemed that Blizzardclan was one of their allies, it wouldn't be bad to make a few personal allies outside of Windclan at this picnic. Also there was the small fact that there was food and his father couldn't stop him from eating a small Caesar salad before he arrived. Giving the small Paladin Skipper a wave the lion cub sat himself down and took a very small portion of the aforementioned salad.
This one had chicken in it so even if Vader did come he would be eating meat with his vegetables. The scholar lifted the fork up to his maw with his limited control over his telekinesis and took a bite. 'Hmm, not bad. I like the white shreds in it, they give it flavor.. Pluto thought to himself, the white shreds being the shreds of parmesan cheese. The best thing was his father wasn't here to yell at him for eating a salad and not meat. Everyone needed a bit of variety in their diet after all.
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When Pluto was slightly younger he was assigned the task of learning Aurebesh by his father Vader, unable to recreate the same happiness he felt upon becoming fluent in it he now has become a workaholic, taking on new tasks just so he can finish them and get that same rush of pride and life.
He has not slept very often since that day.
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"I'll get around to it I promise, also dad you know I'm never going to grow a mane. I'm gonna end up looking like a lioness like Ali and mum." It was true that he thought that he was never going to get a mane, only strong lions like Vader and Almir were allowed to have manes in his mind. Pluto knew he wasn't strong like a lion cub his age should be and he just accepted that fact rather than trying to change it. On the matter of the vials the boy shrugged, setting the group down on the workbench. "They were labelled in English when I got them but I might get around to re-labeling them in the future."
He let his father go through his spiel about the leopard, fur bristling a bit at his father still calling Henry 'Jekyll' instead of his name. Sure that had been his name in the past but he seemed greatly uncomfortable by it and besides, he was married now, he wasn't a Jekyll he was a Hacksaw. "Dad I know not to mess with the overgrown furball but why do you keep calling Henry that? It isn't his name anymore and he's not very okay with it. You and Ilruuk both call him that and it's upsetting to him, he's married now he's not a Jekyll anymore."
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I suck at doing intros but Pluto needs plots both short and long term, he's not open for capture/torture/death or romance plots mostly just friend/enemy plots and the like..god this is a really bad intro I'm sorry.
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i feel like henry and plu need a thread
also owlie noooooo
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"I'm fine dad, really. Attie's been as worried as you guys, though more in the medic/friend sense since we're not related.." He says, squirming to get into a more comfortable position. At the mention of him getting a mane he laughed. "Don't be silly, I'm not a big strong lion like you or my brothers, only the strong ones get big fluffy manes when they're older." His son said, firmly believing his theory. The giraffe leg thing was a bit odd though, he'd been picking apart deer DNA to find out what gene made them that size. He didn't want to take that from any of his siblings since he didn't know how to extract that information from a living creature yet.
Hopefully he would never have to meet Dystopia, if he did it would mean he was in another battle or even worse, he would be joining their ranks of slobbering mangy stupid poachers.
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"He was the one who worried over me while you were gone, it's kinda his job to be the worrier of the clan. He's the medic he's gotta make sure everyone's okay." The cub thought nothing of Atticus's actions, he was a doctor and doctors worried for people's health. He was a father but Pluto wasn't his child, he didn't worry or care about Pluto the same way Vader did. To Pluto, the canine was a friend and another mentor. At this age everyone was a mentor to Plu, everyone except Ilruuk. He had something he could learn from everyone, whether he was able to learn those things or not was up to fate.
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Pluto is working with a chemists set at the moment, trying to give himself normal sized legs but he'll probably experiment with other things. So that could work out pretty well, I have an off plan of trying to get him to be a medic but that's a one path plan that I'm not sure I'll get to.
Also Vader is already getting mad at Attie in their private thread and Pluto is trying to make it seem like it's not a big deal.
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ONSIE PLUTO IS TRYING TO CALM DOWN HIS DAD BECAUSE HE WASN'T TOO HAPPY WHEN ATTIE'S NAME WAS MENTIONED
I am a very scared child
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I feel like pluto will fite his dad too, thats his friend you dont hurt the friends
Do we make a thread for this or..? (This is one of the few times someone does reply to my plotting threads)
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Course you cant hurt a preggers, you'd be harming children and a parent and thats just horrid
Can you? I hate to ask but I dont know how I would start that
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Ooh that'd be cool, also attie cooks A++ food
He was interested back in the old territory but I feel like it had no reasoning behind it so it might be more realistic if he became an apprentice to spend more time with Attie.
You go fite Vader, I'll be cheering you on
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yeah also Attie allowing Pluto to have something other than straight meat
I am way too attached to the odd idea of Pluto once he has control of his electricity, using his paws as defribulators
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Yeah, *putting my serious face back on* that'd be cool
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Okay, Henry said he had to hold a lesson of some sort. Right, he could do that...couldn't he? The cub sighed, shakily setting up tables and chairs inside the library. At every seat he set an inkwell, quill, a novel and a stack of writing paper in the middle of it all. At the front of the room was a stool and a large chalkboard. Instead of his usual blue scarf his neck was adorned with a purple tie, he didn't know why but it made him feel more confident.
He took a breath, giving the room a once over and adjusting a few things before he went outside. His voice was shaking but a loud call echoed through the camp. "Hey uhm if you want to learn how to read and write come to the library!"
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and then there's Pluto who's the resident closet gay
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I like when leaders do some announcements in the first post and then some in a later post
You know I know Henry
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eugh I hate dissections, good luck with those
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I just don't like disturbing the dead, it's not respectful in my family
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"Oi! What was that for?" She had smacked a lion cub in her distress. He was short for a cub and hat a heart mark on his nose along with a blue scarf around his neck. Shaking his head the male sat down. He showed no more hostility other than a normal reaction to being slapped.
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