THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME // open, hawkclan meeting + big announcements

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    This was.. a very exciting meeting. The famine was over, she was introducing new things, changing a rank name and function and doing some cool shit. It was exciting. Prior to this, the meetings had felt lethargic and terrible and sad. The famine had done that. Every word had been a chore. Now? With her belly full and energy in her heart, she felt okay with it. Littlestar eased her way up the staircase steps and felt proud of herself for smashing her record by walking up the steps in under 30 seconds. Better then her last by three seconds. I'm getting better at moving around with three legs, aren't I? Good. The scarred tabby sank to her haunches and sensed the excitement fizzling in the air. The people of Hawkclan were growing day by day and she was proud. "HAWKFAM! GATHER 'ROUND!" The energy was back. Littlestar wasn't smiling but everyone was used to that. Her eyes were warm, however, and her body was relaxed and casual. "We've got some big shit to talk about. To run it down, I've got things coming on the way, bringing back some traditions and introducing some, and changing a rank name and function." This got the gathering animals talking. A hushed but excited murmur. The feline lifted her paw, wobbling slightly, and brought it down in a 'shush' gesture. They quietened. "We'll do it the normal way though. Our activity this week has been.. amazing. I'm really proud of you guys for that. New people, you are especially helping out with that and I promise one day, if ya keep it up, rewards will come." The female dipped her head in the general direction of the crowd. "Just a quick reminder though, and I haven't seen any of it yet but it has tendencies to bloom within large populations; no cliques! Talk to everyone, be fair. Of course, ya can have special friends and shit but don't you fucking dare exclude anyone or make our newbies feel bad. We're a family. We don't do that shit." A mini lecture but she was sure they were used to those. The tabby rolled one paw around and felt it pop satisfyingly. "Ally events for this week. Blizzardclan has invited us to a Hawkclan and Blizzardclan only party right here so ya best go there and introduce yourself to whoever. It's to strengthen the alliance and I heard booze will be there. Skyclan has invited us to a cookout and I highly suggest you get your lil' asses there if you want some bomb-as food 'n shit. Also, Sunclan is holding a Sun Festival right here where ya can do some crazy cool shit with crazy new peeps." She believed that was all for ally events but it was a fuck load. "In clan events? Well Vani, your amazing Sentinel, is holding a meeting to sort out ambassador stuff right here. Also, I have an event coming up. I would like it if SETH , @h. shimada and W. Harbringer-Ecuador would host a party to celebrate the ending of the famine. Come to me after the meeting to discuss what it's about but basically we'll be inviting all our allies to feast and dance and we will shoutout the Sanctum for helping us collect all the prey and reward them with something cool." She didn't have a plan as to what the reward would be yet, however, but that would be discussed with the 'party crew'. Also, she had chosen the party crew members very wisely, to get some of the active new members involved in Hawkclans community. "Another event coming up is... more solemn and because of that, I will be the one hosting it. I am going to hold a mass funeral for all those who perished in the famine." She lowered her head slightly, shoulders drooping as she recalled the lives that had clung to her shoulder and she'd failed them.


    "I'm gonna quickly talk about the traditions we're bringing back. First up, and to me the most exciting, is the fact we are introducing hawks once more to our community. If you haven't already noticed, the air is full of them. So I got some inspiration from elders that.. we should start using them as companions. Hunting companions. From now on.. you will all have a hawk as a companion. You may name them and they will aid you in battle, hunting and whatever else you wish. All I ask is that you do not harm the hawks, ever. Doing that will result in some serious fucking punishment dished out by yours truly." Oh yes. She was an atheist, pure and true, but she would not let the famine come back by breaking tradition and angering... whatever the thing had been. No way. "So for the hawk pet thing, I will be holding an event next week to start letting the hawks become close to us and assign you all to one." She tilted her head and watched the curiosity on the Hawkclanners face. It was a cool thing, truth be told. Having hawks as pets. She already had her griffin but she would not at all mind having a hawk by her side too. "Second tradition, we'll start burying the dead Hawkclanners with a hawk feather. This is an extremely old and valued tradition that disappeared under either my or Ichigo's reign for whatever reason. Third tradition, as once more suggested by a Hawkclan elder.. the Hawkclan Hoedown. A big dance and feast that occurs every year. Very important and a fun way to involve our culture and traditions with our allies." She was glad there was no worshiping aspect of the traditions. It would have been incredibly difficult telling her people to worship at a shrine every day or else. "That's it for the new traditions. If anyone has ideas for new traditions, please come to me after the meeting and I'll consider 'em for the next meeting." She coughed and tilted her head to the side. She had to say a lot and it was quite hard but she continued on like a soldier. "Joiners this week! There were quite a lot and that's a fucking good thing. Foxfur is our first joiner! He's a cool guy who thinks our clan is nice and welcoming so I expect y'all to enforce that. Seth is our second joiner. He's a radical looking savannah-thingy who seems a lil' shy but he's cool. Third, Luca, a cutesy looking kitsune who I wanna snuggle. Fourth is Wintermoss, a beautiful looking feline who is also very sweet. She has a very nice fucking smile. I see you, sweetheart." She sent Wintermoss a brief wink and then continued on, a smug look in her eyes, no smile on her face. "Southwind is our fith mother-fucking joiner! He's a cool and cold guy who has a tail just like mine, a little bob thingy. I think that's all for this week and if I've missed out on any.. fucking kill me man. I can't be fucked thinking it through." Littlestar was known for being brutally honest, especially during these meetings.



    "Warnings and demotions. Nope, none. I would've given a warning to Poe but I know his rpers out for this week so that's cool. Just a heads up, if ya gonna be away, fucking tell me first, m'kay? Be smart like Poe and y'all likely end up keeping your rank if that's what ya value most." She was extremely glad there were no demotions or anything. Hawkclan couldn't afford it. They had barely anyone in the ranks. "Shoutouts go to Rinto, Seth, Vani, Southwind, Wintermoss, Luca and Obscuro. So yeah, that's a fucking load but all our new fam members are doing fiinnnee. Promotions this week. I'd love it if Luca, Obscuro, Seth, Southwind and Wintermoss stepped it up to Braves. Yeah, you're all fucking new as shit but you each have different qualities that I'm fucking super interested in. Keep doing what you're doing and know that I love your dumb asses." She was glad to be done with the promotions as it was a lot and she couldn't be bothered to go the extra, extra mile and rattle off why each one specifically got the promotion. Those were lower tier promotions though. She had honestly been considering moving Rinto up further but he was still quite new and should try at least another week or so before going up the ladder again. "Probably about time I mention the new rank change! Alrighty my fam-bam. I am officially announcing a change from Brave to Guard. It's the same thing, a semi high position and shit but basically, there's another function added to it. Not only will you do your thing and help out in the clan but you will be posts for the wall. Doing watches and taking turns. You will also act as the guards for the front tunnel entrance. Don't worry, this doesn't mean you constantly have to be standing out there. There are enough of you to take shifts. Just take your job fucking seriously and don't let any retard-dipshit get inside this place." It was a minorly exciting change but nothing too huge. Still. The female raked her mental list of things to go over and breathed out softly when she realized she was done.


    "That's it for the week, fam. Love ya and see ya later."


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    Tags | Updated 30/05/17

    Luca's ears pricked and swivelled at the sound of Littlestar calling everyone to gather. The kitsune was reluctant to get up from his spot in the sun, but this was his first meeting so he decided that he'd best be on time. He stood up and shook the dust from his pelt, bounding over with a small flap of his wings. He tripped, but still managed to make it to the crowd of HawkClanners on time. Lu brushed his fur down and muttered a little "whoopsie," before settling and looking up at where Littlestar sat. The first few things she talked about were nothing out of the usual. Activity, cliques, allied events-- although he made a mental note to go to all of those (especially the SunClan one. Whoops). Littlestar called on some others to organise a HawkClan party, which Luca was admittedly looking forward to. He was less than looking forward to the funeral though, since those were always pretty dull. He didn't know anyone that had died, but it would probably be respectful to show up anyway.


    The new traditions (or rather, old traditions) sounded interesting, but not enough to really grasp the kitsune's interest. It was only when hearing his name that he was snapped back to reality. The words 'cutesy' and 'snuggle' brought a bashful blush to his face, and he pressed a paw against his cheek and let a small "ah," slip from his lips. His demeanour quickly grew from slightly flustered to pure flustered when Littlestar went on to give him a promotion. Straightening his posture, the kitsune listened to his new duties and nodded, listing them all in his head. "Thank you! I won't let you down," he promised, although his voice squeaked a little as he spoke.

    Ooh, a clan meeting? That sounded fun! He had gone to similar gatherings back at home. His grandfather and father often spoke, being leaders of sorts. They supplied information to his, uh... "group". They also told stories about their group's history, passing on the tales of the old Chiefs and the lore of their culture. While he wasn't expecting stories to be told here, he was curious to see what Littlestar had to say. She was amusing, to say the least. She seemed young, for a leader anyways, but she was loud and she obviously knew how to run a clan well.


    The talk of traditions excited him, considering that his family valued traditions and culture. First off were the ally-wide events, and he felt bad because he really didn't know about HawkClan's foreign relations yet. Maybe RiverClan was an ally? He really should go visit Wimund and Mel one of these days. Next, he was put onto a party-planning team! It was also a celebration for the end of the famine (which he didn't even know occurred), but that was great, right? Littlestar also mentioned a funeral, which made his smile fade away. Those were rather sad events, but he knew the feeling of loss. He would support his new clanmates in coping if they needed it.


    Before he could linger on the sad feelings for too long, Littlestar brought up the new traditions. His hazel eyes brightened with wonder, as these were all new concepts to him. Hey, having hawks as companions made sense! It was their namesake, right? Gee, I hope that a hawk will like me. It would be embarrassing if none took to him. The other tradition also had to do with hawks; burying the dead with hawk feathers. If the HawkClanners died serving their clan, then he didn't see why not. Seth nodded along, and once Littlestar announced hosting an annual feast, he perked up. That sounded cool! He was always up for parties.


    Seth was a little thrown off when Littlestar started to announce the newcomers to the clan. His group leaders did that back at home, but he wasn't expecting it to occur here. Before he knew it, his name was called, and he couldn't help but grin once he was under the spotlight. Wait, did she just call me shy? Seth wasn't shy... was he? Maybe at first, but once you got to know him, he was as social as... uh... a wolf, perhaps. Next, he got a shoutout and a promotion! Seth was always proud when it came to climbing the ranks, so he was glad to see that he was given a chance to prove himself. He was called a Brave-- no, a guard. He was to guard the place from harm. Seth gave a single nod and said, "I won't let you down." The meeting was dismissed, and the excited new Guard rose to his paws. Okay, what to do first? Probably check in with Hanzo and Obscuro for the party planning.


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    Obscuro had already been to one of these, but that didn't stop the wolf from having a smile on her face as she approached. The clan was booming already, people were comming together again and Obscuro found herself more relieved than anything. From when she first joined at the start of the famine- hell even before littlestar's reign it wasn't much of a show, meetings here were just that- meetings, but under Littlestar, who seemed to be overly joyous as she chatted about the events and newcomers, Obscuro found herself looking for the newcommer's in the growing crowd. These meetings were almost celebrations in their own right, being called to start one she found herself grinning at the thought. Nodding along. "Of course, I'd be happy to help" after all, that was what she came her to do- right? To help this clan flourish, to make it her own home.


    The talk of traditions brought a bitter smile upon her face, traditions, they were fickle things- but maybe this clan could grow accustomed to them again- maybe this time- so could she. She had always been an outside with costumes like these- odd rituals. She wasn't an atheist just... never believed in anything she couldn't see. Maybe it was why the wolf had found herself submitting to famori, he was something tangible, a force to be reckoned with- offering powers and abilities to her. It wasn't much of a religion as it was a way of life, one Obscuro already abandoned- but she still followed the beasts path, she craved revenge, she craved to drive insanity- instability. But not here- never here- no there was only one clan she would offer to sacrifice willingly to her old master. Riverclan.


    She had been promoted once in that clan, once. It had taken a hell of a lot of work on her part even, yet she knew there was still more to do. More trust she needed to earn- she wanted to be needed there- she wanted to be depended upon before she ripped it away- she wound She wouldn't let anything get in her way. Originally the beast had been startled out of her revenge plotting by littlestar calling her out again. The clenched teeth releasing with a click that she realised she had been promoted to brave. Well- guard now as it stood. She nodded once. "I won't let you down." She wouldn't, she didn't plan to.


    Rinto woul approach, glad at the shoutout. To be honest, he'd try harder this week- he had mostly been drunk and sleeping these past days. "Ah, thank you, Lit," He said, arriving by Vani, a grin on his face. A hawk as a pet? That sounded cool as shit. He decided he'd want a white one and he'd name it something like 'weed man' or something. He was a mature individual. Plus, he now was a guard, not a brave. Guarding walls was cool too.

    TAGS ✘ — That was a lot. The cloaked marten sat towards the back, tail resting on his feet, dark eyes trained up on Littlestar as she spoke. Hawk companions, huh? Ren wasn't so sure he was comfortable with a giant bird of prey at his side, but if they were friendly... He frowned lightly, ear flicking. Don't dismiss something without trying it. Besides, considering being a pine marten meant he was smaller than a lot of potential enemies, a large, flying companion with sharp talons could be helpful. It could work.


    "Noted."