CAN'T HELP FALLING IN LOVE — MEETING

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  • [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]"BlizzardClanners, please gather quickly for a mandatory clan meeting." Sweetophelia was already seated in position, plume-like tail wrapped neatly over dark paws. There was much to discuss, but despite the fact, this meeting would be significantly shorter than the previous meetings - a fact she was sure her clanmates appreciated. Nevertheless the information was no less crucial - perhaps even more so because this time there were some significant political changes included.


    "The Rift and SunClan are being dropped as allies due to months of lack of interaction in our alliance. I will be personally visiting both clans myself to deliver the news." She had initially included BoneClan in the list but after Feliks arrived, trying to make up for the diminished interaction, Sweetophelia had deigned to give BoneClan one final chance. "Westeros has also recently invited us to a tour of one of their southern territories - you may attend if you're interested."


    Bad things first, as always. "Yuuri has resigned." The Targaryen paused for a slight moment - to let the news sink in - before moving on. "Kamari is receiving an activity reminder - I would like to see you around the clan more often." The Head Medic was a hardworking, dedicated member of the clan however, and Sweetophelia was confident that she would bounce back easily. There were no demotions this time.


    "Nicholas Lee, Karma, and Alastor get shout-outs." The former two were newer members of the clan who showed some degree of promise. The third had had his own set of personal issues, but nevertheless he seemed to be recovering well - although there were occasional, forgivable lapses here and there. "I would also like to promote Aurora, Nathaniel, Novacain, Agent Olive, and Orchid to Trainees - congratulations you five." It was quite a bit of promotions all at once, but regardless Sweetophelia was pleased - it was a sign, evidence, of BlizzardClan's continuing growth and flourishing.


    "Mack also gets the title of Knight - congratulations." She was proud of her deputy. He had earlier led one of the rescue raids against the Cartel, and since she had taken leadership, she had taken note of the fact that the bird-canine hybrid took part in every raid.


    OOC |
    - The Rift and SunClan are dropped to neutrals
    - WESTEROS GRAND TOUR // HOUSE ULLER 2/6-2/19
    - Yuuri resigned
    - Kamari gets an activity reminder
    - Nicohlas Lee, Karma and Alastor get shout-outs
    - Aurora, Nathaniel, Novacain, Agent Olive, and Orchid are all promoted to Trainees
    - Mack gets the Knight title
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    ISELOTTA DAAÉ
    [color=gray]White Panther | BlizzardClan Medic Trainee | 2 years | [color=#7F0037]Bold #7F0037

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    Iselotta padded up with a soft smile on her face, sitting herslf down as she flicked her tail over her paws. She felt slightly guilty that she had been so busy lately, and the white panther knew she would have to make up for it in the coming weeks. Still, the meeting today was short, which came of a small surprise to Lottie, but it was a nice change. She was worried for Kamari, but she knew she too was busy, and hopefully she would see her around more. "Congratulations to everyone! You all have done a wonderful job," she would praise gently. There were a lot of promotions today; and Mack had earned a title. Lottie was always proud of her clan's accomplishments. This week was no different.

  • [center][fancypost= bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px;][font=times new roman][align=justify]Pierce trotted forward with a grin, seating himself off where he wouldn't be squashed by his clanmates. It had been an eventful week, that was for sure, and he had a feeling this meeting would be packed with information. Fixing his amber gaze on Sweetophelia, the tom waited for the meeting to begin. She had mentioned the possibility of dropping the Rift and Sunclan as allies at the semi-high position meeting, so it wasn't a shock to him. They weren't acting like allies, so there was no need for them to be. He listened quietly as she went on to resignations and warnings, and finally, the shout-outs, promotions, and assigning of titles. Pierce smiled at this part; it was his favorite. It was always a great feeling to be promoted or to receive a title - even to get a shout-out - so he was glad to see others getting these. "Congratulations, everyone!" he mewed in his gentle voice. "And noted."


  • Olive padded up next. The vixen quietly listened to the announcements. Oh no...the Rift were being dropped down to neutrals. Not good. Agent Olive pinned her ears back. Would she be compromising her dual-membership now?


    Westeros had an event, someone Olive didn't know resigned, and Kamari had a warning. Hmm. Then came promotions and- oh. Whoa. Now she was a...Trainee! Oh this was great! One step closer to becoming leader. Though now she was leader of the Rift. But she didn't know that yet. "Thank you so much! Congrats to the others, condolences, and noted." she barked, her half-tail wagging behind her. She knew working hard led to great things. How else had she become leader of an Odd Squad precinct?


    And Mack got a title. Good for him. He was fighting hard, she observed. And he was good at it too.


  • [align=justify]He listened along, taking note of the information being given. Allies being dropped, resignations and warnings, and shoutouts. When it came to promotions, his ears perked up when he heard his name. Him? A trainee? Awesome! "Thank you, and congrats to everyone else promoted!" he said, genuine due to his happiness.
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  • Alastor "The Phantom"
    [color=gray][font='baskerville old face']Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light | And listen to the music of the night

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    Alastor would be the next one to pad in, following in after Orchid. The male sat down near the very edge of the crowd, distancing himself from the others. He would have made his way over to Lottie, but considering how he managed to make a mistake by kissing her in public, he didn't want to grab anymore attention. He didn't exactly listen to Sweetophelia's announcements, but his ears pricked up at the sound of his name.


    So this was either the second or third time that he has gotten a shout-out. The male wasn't complaining about it, the BlizzardClan leader must have seen some improvement. But Alastor was far, very far from recovery. It would take a long time for the masked panther to fully recover from a year of mental and physical abuse, and then 2 years of isolation after.


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  • [center][fancypost= borderwidth=0;width:550px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt;line-height:120%]Germanicus watched the meeting fly by with a weary blue gaze. This meeting wasn't as exciting as the last few he'd seen, but he was happy to hear many names being called out to be promoted to trainees. Perhaps by next week, he'd have some coworkers. The black smoke called out his congratulations for the newly promoted, leaning back a little as he looked around to see some of them there. He knew what most of them looked like, and they had been around a lot lately.


    [center][spoiler=tags — updated 09 february][align=justify][size=8]★ I THINK THAT CHEST MIGHT BE HEAVY FROM THAT CROSS ON YOUR NECK
    germanicus “german” | combatant (HP) of blizzardclan | ambassador to riverclan
    male | bisexual biromantic | monogamous | single
    five months old (spiritually 4 years | double-aged | mortal
    prussian lystander x adelaide | generation 4 | knights of eden heritage

    ★ 'CAUSE YOU'RE A GHOST AT MOST, A SET OF EMPTY BONES
    DOMESTIC FELINE | turkish angora | injuries: n/a
    a black smoke with a visible mackerel tabby pattern, semi-long fur, and pale blue eyes. front paws are white up to the end of toes, hind paws are white all the way up to ankles, and has a large white marking on chest and throat area. masculine and sturdy build. thick fur gives him a sort of scruffy appearance.
    - carries around a recovered world war i german iron cross on a chain around his neck
    SEARCHING FOR ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL WHOLE
    non-violent actions can be powerplayed on him | attack with '@'
    aggressive | usually avoids starting fights, will finish them or retaliate
    physically inexperienced | mentally inexperienced
    shapeshifting ability: undiscovered, not mastered
    no current weapons
    always open for most plots

    ★ YOU CAN'T CONTROL WHERE YOUR BODY LETS YOU GO

    reincarnation of former thunderclan leader deutschland schmidt
    first language german | second language english | illiterate
    enjoys collecting artifacts | developing craftsman in metal and leather
    socially reserved | studious | polite

  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; height:; width: 420px; font=; text-align: justify;][font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][size=12]This would be Nathaniel's first meeting in BlizzardClan, and the inky serval wasn't quite sure what to expect. Trotting over to the others, he glanced around the crowd. Although the faces were familiar, he didn't see the one he was looking for. Slightly disappointed, Nate settled down to find out exactly how these meetings worked. The first bit of news was about their allies—or, rather, their new neutrals. As he had not previously interacted with either group, Nathaniel didn't have much of an opinion on the change. Moving along, there was a resignation, shout-outs, and promotions. The male had not given much thought to rising within the ranks, but hearing his name, he was glad. This meant that he was doing something right, and if Novocain raised their suspicions, they'd seem all the weaker (unless Novo's promotion gave them a stronger degree of credibility?) The others seemed to be called out congratulations, so following in their lead, Nate rumbled, "Well done."

  • A warning. She had expected that. Kamari nodded, taking note of the little reminder to get her activity up. She knew that she hadn't been around much... not after she had that traumatizing memory flashback to her. She had been hiding in her den since then, but knew that she couldn't continue to avoid everything for much longer. "Understood... I'll pick it up. Congrats to everyone else."

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    Mack hadn't been as active as he wished this week. He had been recovering still from his eye injury, which he was relictant to uncover for fear of what he would see in the mirror. Sitting down, he listened to the typical announcements with not much of a care, but when he was given the title of Knight, he perked up. He had been in raids quite a bit as of late, so the leader may have noticed his contribution. With a thump of his azure tail, the macawnine smiled thankfully. "Thanks, and congratulations," He chirped.

  • "COngratulations everyone", the leopard smiled faintly as he arrived, quite happy to see there were few demotions and few promotions. It meant everyone was active, which was obviously good.

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    Novocain was present for the meeting, their huge body was seated a fair distance from the actual crowd. Such dense amount of minds all tousled together interpenetrating information and gathering excitement was always a pain for the mind reader to endure. Azure eyes fixated ahead, the tiger would listen to their leaders words. They seemed to have lacked quite a lot of interest in what Ophelia said but once they heard their name mentioned they were quick to bow their cranium down in respect. As their head lowered they would send a rather irritable glare towards Nathaniel's way before shooting their pupils ahead.
    That bastard wasn't going to have power over them. Ever.

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  • [center][fancypost=borderwidth 0px; line-height: 10px; width: 460px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt;]The alabaster male stood in the crowd of other Blizzardclanners, his ears perked forward curiously. He wasn't very accustomed to meetings, so it was a bit strange to stand there along his clan mates and listen to the news. It wasn't unpleasant, though. Quite the opposite. Even so, he let out a noise that sounded like he was punched in the stomach. "Oh shit," he murmured, gazing at Sweetophelia. He got a shout out? How was that possible? He then blinked his eyes, realizing he was in the present, not the past, and should say something other than 'oh shit'. "Thank you," he called before glancing at the others around him. "Congratulations to everyone else!"

  • Wisteria bumped her hip against Orchid as she passed him, though she sat down next to Storm to listen to the meeting. She nodded along to the news, as some of it was no surprise to her. She was at the S/HP meeting so she knew about the Clans being dropped, and she was also observing at the rising activity of Nate, Novo, Orchid, Aurora, and Olive. So many promotions this time. "Congrats, everyone!" she called, once the meeting was over.

  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor=; border:0; width:450px; text-align:justify; font-size:10px; line-height:1.5]#A9BCF5 for speaking
    "Congratulations everyone," called out the little coyote pup as she came over, a touch late to the meeting, her sapphire optics searching the crowd for those named for promotions.


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    general:
    Etherealpup Dubois Wraith Gaudius Vaïnamoïnen Harbringer Xerses Bandini
    Etherealpup - Etherealincandescence| Ahsoka, Snips, Ethe | female
    coyote pup | 5 moons | born December 14th & aged 3 moons
    bisexual | currently single (as well as too young)
    child of Blizzardclan | trainee
    physical:
    dark cinnamon coyote pup with splotches of white on her back paws, the tip of her right front paw and a tiny spot running down her muzzle
    deep blue eyes
    wears a silver chain necklace with an aquamarine stone pendant
    injuries:
    none
    personality:
    impulsive | caring | stubborn | snippy | courageous
    desire for exploration | cares a great deal for everyone
    confrontation:
    easy physically | easy mentally
    will start fights | will attempt to subdue enemy to avoid killing them
    Shii-Cho & Shien / Djem So based fighting styles | very low threat level
    attack in #A9BCF5
    abilities:
    currently has control over her enhanced hearing & sight

  • [center][fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 375px;][font=andale mono][align=justify]Riddler was there in a quick and late post, ears perked as he listened to the announcements but staying quiet for now.


    [spoiler=tags]GENERAL
    -Riddlersgame Nygma
    -Male
    -Domestic tabby
    -Bisexual
    -Paladin
    -Taken
    PHYSICAL
    -Tall, skinny brown tabby with white paws and a small smudge of white on his chest. His eyes are green/brown and he wears rectangular black glasses.
    PERSONALITY
    -Intelligent
    -Odd
    -Awkward
    -Loyal
    -Friendly
    -Polite
    -Obsessive
    -Compulsive
    -Unpredictable
    -Unstable
    INTERACTION
    -Hard physically
    -Currently medium mentally, due to mental issues
    -Attack in #00FF00
    -No maim or kill
    -Can powerplay peaceful/nonviolent actions
    RELATIONSHIPS
    -½ of Swiddler
    -Mentoring Pierce
    OTHER
    -Mentally unstable
    -Split personality disorder/Schizophrenia results in Ed, a 'darker' version of Riddler - Ed gives him bad ideas, speaks in his head, and occasionally manifests as a hallucination.

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    He had overslept. It was sadly ironic how someone who had sleeping troubles could manage to oversleep. But, he didn't make an excuse for himself. Instead, the kitsune would promptly arrive at the meeting, stopping next to his father, with his fur still ruffled with sleep and listened to the last snatches of his mother words. "Congrats!" the child would call out though he had missed the actual promotions part of the announcement, it was the sentiment that counted.
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    [center]I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I'M ABSENT MINDED

  • [center][fancypost=bgcolor;borderwidth=0px;bordercolor=;text-align:justify;width:455px;][size=12][font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']The plant sat there, it was totally happy for everyone or as happy as a plant who knew none of these animals could be. It was there none-the-less, sitting as it was a plant. It did not issue any statements of congratulations, it just sat there... being plant-like.

  • "Ey, congrats my dudes! That's some good stuff right there!" chirped Cheerwine, blatantly ignoring the less good news like ally drops and activity warnings. Her hyacinth blue tail wagged slightly as she bounded over, sitting down lightly.