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[MARROWPAW MARROWPAW]

{$title} TW: Discussion of death & cannibalism (fairly lighthearted)

MARROWPAW

IT / THEY / SHE
7 MOONS
SHADOWCLAN APPRENTICE

PENNED BY SATURNID

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Soooo, like, if I died tomorrow,

" Marrowpaw begins, pulling each syllable out long like gristle between her teeth. It stretches its body out in turn, across one of the camp's many jutting boulders. A paw hangs loosely over its edge, claws flexing idly. She continues, "

Hit my head and bam, I'm gone.

" The dangling paw smacks against the rock for emphasis. There's a glint in the reclining feline's eye, an upward tick to the corner of their maw, as if the very thought is amusing.

After a comtemplative hum, she finally gets to her point. "

Vissy gets to eat me, yeah?

" That same lazy paw lifts to gesture a sweeping motion towards its owner's sibling, Viscerapaw. "

Not some crowfood-eating fox, or like, maggots or rats. But if any of them do try, you've got to fight them for me. Got it? It's what I'd want, or whatever. Sorry mama, but it's got first claim. No one else.

" The words are breezily, light despite their content. Marrowpaw rests their head against the cool of the rock and their eyes, half-lidded, flicker between the two other members of its family lazily. "

And I assume I get to do the same for you, right Viscerapaw?

" Each syllable of its names comes with a snap this time, as its maw finally splits into a grin.

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OOC: tagging @viscerapaw @BossTaurus but no need to wait!

 

[CROWPAW.'s icon CROWPAW. CROWPAW.]

CROWPAW ──

shadowclan | apprentice​

Crowpaw isn't initially part of the conversation, nor does she want to be, but she glances over from her spot several tail-lengths away when she hears the smack of Marrowpaw's paw against the rock. Her tail lashes once with annoyance, and she's about to turn back to her afternoon fur-grooming session, but then she hears them talking about... eating each other when they die? Her face scrunches up with disgust, ears pinned flat against her head.

"Um, ew? That wouldn't even taste good, would it?" They try to imagine it, but they can't; they don't think they could ever bring themself to eat another cat, they don't care how hungry they get this leaf-bare. Besides, if the lack of prey in ShadowClan territory is any indicator, Crowpaw assumes any cat that dies within the next several moons won't have much meat on their bones anyway, making it hardly worth the trouble of choking them down.

blow a kiss at the methane skies

see the rust through your playground eyes

• ooc:
• "speaking" | thinking | action

 

[viscerapaw's icon viscerapaw viscerapaw]

"Obviously," it agrees without a second thought, curled up lazily beneath the edge of the rock Marrowpaw sprawls across. Its head lifts, tilting back to gaze up at its sibling."The maggots don't deserve you and the foxes would make a mess of you. And rats?" It gives a theatrical shudder. "Don't get me started." It lets the back of its head rest on the edge of the stone, shifting slightly, now resting at an inquisitive angle. "Though if there's too many, I'll have to let 'em have you. I'll put up a nice effort first, though. You know, for the principle of it all." Its tail swishes the dust it lays on it as it contemplates, letting their other suggestion wash over it for a moment. Its eyes narrow, gazing at nothing as the thought rolls over once, twice. A hum escapes. "Hm. Yeah, you can eat me if I die. It's only fair. But if you're too slow and Mama gets to me first, that's your own fault."

It's a moment before Crowpaw's words cut through its peace and its gaze sharpens, head snapping from its relaxed position against the boulder to a more alert one. The corners of its maw curl upwards, a shine of something present in its eyes. "Yes, thank you, we were seeking your input. Very helpful of you to offer your opinion," it drawls, a saccharine-sweet syrup that drips from its throat. Its tone remains like honey as it goes on. "How would you know? Have you tried it? We're meat, are we not, just like the prey you eat?"

 

[DREAMPAW]

(𓆩✧𓆪) "have you tried it, viscerapaw?" the shadow prince emerges from the apprentices den to settle a few tail lengths away, but dark curiosity clouds his eyes. the two felines before him are cats he is not entirely close with, but they do share a den, and despite his coming and going from thunderclan, they've trained together. dreampaw curls his tail around himself as he lifts a paw to smooth his cheek fur. "i suppose we are all meat." it's all he'll concede to the dark dappled apprentice, magenta eyes flicking between it and its sibling.

despite the cool tone dreampaw adopts, he is in no hurry to try cat meat in any form. should he die, he'd be glad to be put in the ground beside his fallen clanmates, for his organic matter to return to the earth. no, magpiepaw would not be partaking in his flesh. still, it's clear shadowclan are starving - he half wants to dip into thunderclan territory just to bring back some healthy prey - but talks of eating each other are distasteful at best. as a yawn stretches the chocolate tabby's jaws, he awaits his fellow apprentice's reply, more interested than he'll let on.

viscerapaw doesn't seem the type of cat to lie, but all cats tell fibs for bravado. if the younger apprentice reveals drear has experience with cat meat... well dreampaw'd better see how far drear will go with the story. it'll be entertaining, if anything. "it's odd to think about, though," she dips her head to crowpaw, to let the pitch feline know that despite her words, she ultimately agrees with them. "what makes us so different from our prey? perspective, i suppose." stars, being back in shadowclan brings out her grotesque curiosity. if asterpaw could hear this conversation... her brother would certainly sigh.

IT`S ASTRONOMY 𓆩✧𓆪 WE`RE TWO WORLDS APART

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  DREAMPAW ✧ tags / toyhouse
  
  ✧ demiboy (he / she) / bisexual, padding after NONE
  ✧ 09 moons old, ages realistically
  ✧ apprentice of shadowclan
  ✧ brother to MAGPIEPAW, ASTERPAW, LITTLEKIT, HOLLYKIT
  ✧ son of JUNIPERSTAR x SABLESTAR
  ✧ mentoring NONE / mentored by HALFSHADE
  ✧ penned by LAVS / message lavendes on discord for plots!
  
  a longhaired chocolate spotted tabby with low white and orange eyes. silky chocolate fur cascades in waves across his boxy frame, darker dapples giving him his tabby pelt. creamy white splashes his paws, belly, tail tip, and muzzle, freckling across his face. the hue of a crackling fire, struck through with magenta and violet, sparkles from narrow sockets.

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