"Im not the best at carving horns..so just an apology in advance before you blow me up.."

[He glared at his phone at a side picture he secretly took of Zuka in order to have a reference for Rocket's horns, which where growing a bit too long and out of shape. Usually Rocket would get Zuka to help him, but he happened to be out of town for a few days; so he went to the only other person that he trusted, Sword. Sword knew that messing up probably meant uneven weirdness for the next few weeks, which is humiliating, so he made sure to be upmost careful.]

[He gently pushed the carving tool into the surface of Rocket's horns, since it was thick bone without any nerves he didn't feel anything. He kept pushing through the blue colored horn until the curved blade came out the other side, successfully taking a chip off of his horn. He looked back at the picture then at Rocket, letting out a subtle sigh of relief that he was already onto a good start.]