HE NEVER HAD A CHANCE | MEETING

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    "In the past week, we have seen our numbers dwindle. That means more work from the people here. Anyone who has left to a enemy clan should be treated as an enemy. On the note of enemy clans, The Badlands have made us their enemy. Raid them, capture their members, do whatever you want."


    "Onto promotions. Reyna and Kaitlyn are Commanders. You two deserved it. Lansa and Mesmerizingspectacle are sentinels. Dorian is a warrant officer." Gabriel said with a smile and a nod.


    "We're thinking of changing our name and theme. If you have a suggestion, you can post here. Also, I'm always for hearing your ideas! Just tell me!"


    "Keep your ears open for more announcements!"

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    n o w b r i n g m e t h a t h o r i z o n

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    ic: Christian seemed to be the first one there. Apart from the NPCs, of course. He sat down, tucking his tail over his rear paws, and waited for the other announcements. He supposed he should say something about the first ones, but . . . he already knew about them. Eh, he supposed he would anyway. "Noted and congratulations, everyone."



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    ooc:
    #christianwashere

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; height: auto; line-height: 120%; color: silver; font-size: 12px;][justify]✖ The bubbly young pup bounded forward to stand beside his father, listening intently to the Admiral's words. He wasn't yet big enough to capture or raid, but he'd keep that in mind for future reference. However, when he heard his sisters name mentioned in the promotions, he perked up a bit. "Congratulations everyone! Good job!"


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    ✖ [abbr=Current: Border collie + Multiple possessions (tiger, dragon) + black blood + flower prints + eye color manipulation + conjuration] ✖[/abbr] ✖

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    Changing the name and theme of the place? How was he supposed to remember it once it happened, he was used to the way things were now. But sadly he knew he didn't have the power to stop it so he just kept quiet about it and accepted it. [b]"Congrats to those promoted!"     he called out. but besides that it was nice to see others promoted for the hard work. Like ryker he wasn't big enough to drag someone bigger then he was nor would he be allowed to do so. He was pretty sure someone here was going to stop him if he tried too.


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    The Badlands. Even their title was one Dorian couldn't say promoted an ally, though they were currently allies with BloodClan. At any rate, badlands was a term used to describe a place heavily eroded, and if that was the case with their territory, he wouldn't know considering he'd never been. He didn't know if he would either, since Sylmae was there and he did not fancy fighting her, even if they were enemies now.


    The lion blinked, hiding the surprise that came at his promotion. What of his plans? He assumed he could still lead the preparation for the one- it was for everyone who'd been a piece of the ranks before now, after all. "Thank you. I will endeavor to do my best, of course, and congratulations to the other four. You have all exerted yourself greatly."
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    Wow. She was a Sentinel?! Wait. What was a Sentinel? The border collie pup frowned a bit as she thought over what it was. She'd have to do a bit of research on it, figure out what she was supposed to do before doing anything related to high positioning. Looking up from her paws, the single-eyed pup listened to Gabriel continue on with the announcements until he was finished for the time being. So, the Badlands were enemies, and anyone in an enemy clan was to be considered an enemy, and other stuff that wasn't important to her.
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    Finding his was inevitably over to Christian, the devil dog flicked his tail and paused, listened for the names, and sat without much of a thought to any of it. Every single name called had deserved their promotions, and the way things were going now, Barghest could easily pick out some more for the near future if they kept their act up. "Congratulations, everyone."


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]This had been Voidheart's first meeting. It would be his first opportunity see who his leader was; of course, he knew of his name. He had spent a fair amount of time collecting the names of the high positions and what they did; this would be Gabriel, the Admiral, if he wasn't mistaken. He took in the male with his cerulean gaze, listening to announcements spewing from his mouth.


    "Noted." The dull statement sounded from the lanky canine. He took a seat next to no one in particular, his gaze still on Gabriel as he waited for the next set of announcements.

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    JACKSON MACABRE !

    [hr][hr]Jackson had just become cadet age, so she was excited. This meant there was now the slight possibility she would be promoted, because Gabe seemed to be against promoting kids.

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify;][size=10][font=georgia]Yay, spur of the moment decision. That sounded a lot like the old him, but perhaps decisions like this could be good every once in a while. "Jackson is also promoted to warrant officer." He added with a nod.


    "We need to send gifts out to our allies. Just say what clan your taking and go." Gabriel said with a nod.

    Mes couldn't help but crack a grin, dipping his head to Gabe as the announcement continued. Sentinel, huh? He hadn't been expecting it, really, considering he hadn't shown his mug much since he began spying in their newfound enemy's core. "Congrats to those promoted." He'd call.

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    JACKSON MACABRE !

    [hr][hr]"I'll grab BloodClan. Thanks Gabriel!" With a small happy wiggle, the raptor turned and began heading for the clan where her mother lived.

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    [b]"Can I go to Westeros?"     the puppy would ask. He may be young but he seemed to have the mind set that he was capable of taking care of himself. Plus that meant he could do something else instead of sitting around and doing nothing at all.


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    Oh, he loved gifting their allies with baskets. However, neutrals tended to appreciate them as well. "Could I drop a basket off at the Knights of Eden? I will also deliver one to ColouredClan." The Knights of Eden were, technically, neutral with everyone, in the way that they didn't get into conflict unless attacked first and didn't take a stance in some affairs. He couldn't help but envy them for their ability to sit on the fence.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 430px; text-align: justify;]Reyna knew that her promotion should have come as a shock, but it seemed only logical that someone had to step up to replace those who had left. "Thank you, Gabe," she said, with a dip of her head. She was honored that he had thought her worthy enough, and hoped that she would be up to the task.


    "Would it be okay if I took gifts to Blizzardclan?" she asked, not wanting to seem like she was skimping out on duties already, "I know they're neutrals, but we've been trying to improve our relations with them."
     #REYNAINSIGNIA15

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 325px; text-align: justify;][sub]» » [color=#436a89]"Thank you! Congratulations everyone else!" Came the shout, as she padded over in time to listen to the promotions. So, a Commander...it did make sense, as she was thinking of the same reason as Reyna - there needed to be people to step up into the empty ranks.

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    "I will pay a visit to DarkClan, as well." He would go to as many clans as he could, if only to feel useful. Dorian didn't want to remain idle for too long, as tempting as it was to curl up with a book.
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    [size=24px]HELENA!
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    "i'll make my way over to alohaclan," helena responded.
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    [font=arial][size=8][color=#FB2530]© dusty ♡[color=#FB2530]
    #dustylooky

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