MAY 2017 OFFICIAL LEADERS' GATHERING

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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Sweetophelia had attended the last meeting for leaders, but not much had been discussed beyond greetings. Nevertheless, she had liked to see which leaders were paying attention to foreign affairs and who was not. It was shameful how few leaders seemed to value politics. But the Targaryen was also hoping to see a select few leaders as well, although their business could not be discussed so openly. Settling down on the smooth slab of stone on which she had taken seat before, the BlizzardClan leader waited in silence. The other leaders would show in good time.
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    The female hurried herself along the territory finally seeing a semi-familiar figure in the distance. The leader has heard of leader meetings like this and she had heard one was being held. As leader of The District she had her place here and she would quickly settle down on a small patch of glass, shy that she would do something wrong as she was new. She remembered Sweetophelia from when she stopped by for an ally request. "Hello. I suppose we have met before, Sweetophelia correct? I'm Windchimes of you don't remember."


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    This would be her first ever leaders' meeting. The spider began to wonder if Winter managed to attend one of these in the past. What kinds of things would even be discussed here in the first place? Geometricus had to force her prickling anxiety down as she approached the area. Noticing that two leaders were already present, the tiny black widow settled herself on the white bark of a nearby tree. The boost in height would allow her to actually see the others compared to being on the ground.

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    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 470px; text-align: justify; line-height: 123%; margin-top: 4pt][size=8]He was there for the last meeting though nothing truly eventful happened there. So it made him doubt that there would be anything interesting that would happen at this one. Slowly the maned wolf moved forwad, tired form too cold to actually be alive at this point. He was shivering and rather tired but he still made it to the meeting area, pale green gaze shifting over the grouping of animals before he moved to sit just near Sweetophelia. Settling down he breathed out softly before he tucked his legs underneath himself, keeping silent until something of interest happened.

    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]"No, I remember you," Sweetophelia confirmed. Windchimes of the District - if she recalled correctly, she had politely rejected the other's request for an alliance, but because there was still a neutrality, Sweetophelia didn't find any issues with her. Her pale lilac gaze sweeping over the spider who had approached without introducing herself, her eyes rested on Jackdaw, nodding silently to the BloodClan leader in greeting. Where was Sango? Duchess? Cainsmark?
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    Oliver Queen-Stark
    "The Arrow"


    Oliver flew in and alighted nearby, then walked over to the others and sat down with a nod. "Greetings. For those who don't know me, I'm Oliver, leader of Windclan and the Eclipse Force." He then turned to Sweetophelia, this being his first time seeing her since Jaehaerys' death. I'm sorry for your loss. Jaehaerys and I were the best of friends, and I miss him dearly. he told her telepathically. While perhaps being friends was not the same as being the Queen Mother, Jaehaerys was his longest-standing friend, with whom he trusted his life, and loved dearly. Oliver had taken his murder quite hard, keeping himself locked away in Winterfell when he returned to Westeros.


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    [center][fancypost= width: 450px; text-align: justify;][size=11][font=timesnewroman]Sweetophelia's pale lilac gaze then turned towards Oliver as the green-feathered griffin approached. Leader of both WindClan and the Eclipse Force? The Eclipse Force wasn't particularly a large group, thusly one that should not be nearly as demanding as WindClan in terms of governing, but nevertheless her interest was piqued. Conditions in WindClan were surely busy after the recent troubles with ShadowClan and BloodClan - not to mention the issue with RiverClan. Was RiverClan still allied to WindClan? She would have punished RiverClan for their treachery but perhaps things between the two were different now that Ivylee had stepped aside.


    She frowned as she heard Oliver's silent message. She had hoped to be able to go a day without dwelling on the passing- no, the murder of her eldest son, but it seemed not to be. Nevertheless Sweetophelia accepted his sentiment with a silent nod, regardless of the fact that she was not certain whether or not to believe him, as many of Jaehaerys' friends had seemed to be court flatterers, and she could not distinguish between the genuine and the social climbers. "Congratulations on your recent ascension to leadership in WindClan, Oliver." Perhaps she would have offered a polite word about Henry, but in truth Sweetophelia thought that the former-Medic-and-now-former-leader had done a very poor job at leading WindClan, especially through the rebellion by his own clanmates and his handling of the BloodClan conflict. Perhaps Oliver would impress her. Perhaps not. Nevertheless, she would be watching with great interest.
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    DEATHSTROKE


    Deathstroke soon arrived to the gathering, his gaze trailing over those who were present with a look of distain. So Oliver was here too? It took most of the hellhound's energy to avoid leaping into action, but even he would respect the peace of the Gatherings despite wanting to tear everyone apart. Sitting himself down he simply decided to listen, not even bothering to greet the others or to introduce himself. He had no allies here, but he was curious about this End Game bullshit he had been hearing from passing rogues on his Farm. Just what was going on?


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    Sel padded in a tad bit late, but considering how few had bothered to show up she decided not to fret too much over it. "Sel, Captain of the Skulls." She said, glancing warily at Oliver for a moment, wondering just how much he knew about her visit there. From what she'd heard her presence had been somewhat of a catalyst, so he probably knew something. Then again, technically he was her leader too since she still had a membership in the Eclipse Force. Perhaps he'd be more willing to let her right her wrongs than Henry or Atticus, but it wasn't something she'd be bringing up here. "Anyone have any news to share?" She asked, sitting down and taking up a relaxed, easy position.
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    "Hmm, maybe we should discuss End Game?" she would suggest rolling her shoulders back and straighten her back as she did so. She gave a friendly nod toward the leaders that had joined the party. She was definetly afraid to speak, but she did it anyway as she thought End Game was a good topic that the clans should discuss while it was safe.


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    Ringo approached silently, nodding towards the other leaders who had arrived before him. He knew, with a pang of sadness as he realized, that he wouldn't be able to hear any of the discussion, but it wouldn't hurt to come anyway. Hopefully one of leaders was telepathic.
    "I'm Ringo, the leader of Skyclan," he finally said, noticing the others had already introduced themselves, "Um, I'm deaf." Awkward, but it got the point across.


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