[ PLEASE DON'T TAKE MY MAN ] giving out flowers c:

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[div style="width: 480px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 13px;"]since he had joined- and after a long nap in the coolest area he could find- poetking felt he needed to thank the people who had so kindly taken him in by giving them gifts.. but he wasn't very crafty, and his only real skill was trying to come up with a strategy for wars that may never happen. so, he had settled with picking as many wild flowers as he could and toting them back in a blanket he had found. he set the blanket on the porch of the house he had claimed, starting to sort them out and wrap up a few bouquets.

letting his tail flick, he would raise a paw to run over the top of what little mane he had before gingerly wrapping up the blanket again and pushing himself to his paws. he wanted to hand them out of course, let people pick their own bouguet and all that. he set up the blanket in an open area and ummed. "would anyone like a bouquet?" he called a bit softly, not wanting to disturb anyone.

[wormwood.]

[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Wordwood hadn't really gotten a feel for Tanglewood yet, so he didn't have a particular attachment to any of the others that resided here just yet. Still, he felt a certain level of respect and admiration for the others since they had seemed to be taking care of his brother well enough. Still not as well as he could take care of Poetking, of course, but they had gotten close.

Ambling slowly over to the big open area where his brother had called from, Wormwood sat down and curled his tail around the other male, mumbling with a little mischievous smirk on his muzzle, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"I don't suppose you've got any flowers for me, Poet? A bouquet of lion's tail, perhaps?"[/glow] Despite his usual sternness and seriousness, he had a cheerful and amused inflection, teasing.

[beatae]

some words were still lost to the brute unfortunately. while he still would have declined the offer, not being one to keep flowers alive for long, mikolaj was utterly... bored. he might as well be occupied participating in some sort of social circle. even if he was socially inept.

mikolaj approached with the slightest of hesitancy. these two were completely unknown to him. had they moved in during one of his long naps?

"bukiet." he merely stated quietly. an assumption to himself of what they had meant. he loomed over the collection of wildflowers, silently standing as he looked over each one.

"SPEECH"

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[div style="width: 480px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 13px;"]as he felt a tail curl around him, he would push at him brother a bit playfully with a big paw, trying to knock him over even if it was just a little. "i've got hemlock for you, brother." he teased, however he picked out a nice bouquet of wildflowers for his big brother and rolled it towards him. "no lions tails- wouldn't want to cut off my own tail now, would i?"

as a stranger appeared, speaking a language he didn't understand, his ears would pin back for a mere second before hesitantly pushing a bouquet of nice yellow flowers towards the dog. "im very sorry, im not sure what you're saying, sir.." he admitted, however, he put on a smile and dipped his head, looking to wormwood once more. "do you know what he's saying?"

[wormwood.]

[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Wormwood let out a fake pained grunt as he was shoved by Poetking, and he then happily took the bouquet that was rolled towards him, holding it between his paws and gently touching his nose to his brother's ear at say thank you. When Mikolaj came up, the large lion blinked before chuckling and saying softly to his younger brother, amused that the other hadn't been able to understand through the slight change, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"He's saying bouquet, Poet. Bukiet, bouquet. Sound similar, don't they?"[/glow]

[fulzanin]

[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]"Flowers? Oh, I just love flowers! They can smell so nice and are a wonderful little decoration!" Her wings flapped as the small snow leopard came bounding over. Her gaze was a frenzied glancing between the readied tethers of flowers to the one that was handing them out, and then to the other's that had gathered. Lions tail was a plant? Her ears flicked in confusion. Had she ever heard of that? No, probably not. What a funny name for a plant! "You're handing them out? Or are they for decoration? These are so pretty!" Feza's eyes were wide with bewilderment, moving her head closer to one of the bouquets that rested on a blanket.

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[div style="width: 480px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 13px;"]eyes widened as his brother seemed to know exactly what the canine had said, and a soft laugh left him. "ah. that makes sense!" he chuckled, only to see a little pink and tear leopard, making her way over to the little group. his eyes widened, ears surging back on his head in slight shock. never once had he seen such a brightly coloured feline- not even delilah’s pelt was that bright! "oh, i’m giving them out but you can certainly use them as decoration! i’m sure you could even make them jewellery if you really wanted! i think some allium would go very nicely with your fur!" he said politely, offering her the bouquet of dark blue flowers he had closest to him.

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It was odd, to the female, to see so many new faces here all at once. She hadn't expected things to blow up as quickly as they had, and she had gotten used to the slow influx of joiners. She wasn't complaining - it meant more numbers for the battle that was sure to come, no matter how much she disliked the idea - as well as new friends that could potentially be gained. She hoped that the latter would happen sooner or later, though, for now, the small female made her way over to Mikolaj, sitting down beside him to get the comfort of someone familiar near her - now there were too many that she did not know for her to speak very well at this point.

Having heard the word that Mikolaj had said, and the words spoken by two of the newer males in the group, Moth would look up towards her friend, and nod her head slightly. "It's some flowers, put together in a group." She would tell the other, blinking before looking back down at the others that were before her. "They're pretty." It almost made her forget about the death that had been happening all around them lately. Almost.

[Ubbe]

Ubbe had been wandering about, just trying to get familiar with the territory since he was new here. It would take him a few days to remember where everything was. But it would stick with him soon enough. The canine had gotten distracted by the sound of a certain lion talking. Ubbe glanced over, seeing Poet and a few other group members gathering around. That had peaked his interest.

The wolf wandered over slowly. Bouquets huh? "Those are nice, Poet." Ubbe said, the corners of his lips seeming to raise in what was most likely a smile.

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[div style="width: 480px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 13px;"]as moth made her way over, he would offer his usual smile, glance over the flowers. he didn’t know what would go best with her, but he wanted her to have something nice just like everyone else. "thank you! do you have a favourite colour? i don’t quite know what colour would look the best with you! i’m sure any would, though!" he said a bit absently, before hearing another compliment directed at him. he dipped his head at ubbe, humming. "thank you! i bet a blue flower would go well with your eyes, ubbe. what do you think?"