CITY OF STARS — MEETING

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    Another week in BlizzardClan had gone by rather quickly, hadn’t it? Idly, Sweetophelia wondered after the number of meetings she had already held by this point in her leadership. Surely, the count was at least over twenty - one every week. There would be a few things to discuss this time - some political matters and of course the typical warnings, shout-outs, demotions, and promotions - most importantly of which, perhaps, would be the appointment of the second Paladin Commander to fill the void that Witchpaw’s elevation to Deputy had left behind.


    “Members of BlizzardClan,” Sweetophelia spoke up, her voice firm. “Gather promptly for a clan meeting.” Drawing towards her usual seat, the BlizzardClan leader glanced around at the busy camp, her pale lilac eyes tracing over the faces of those present.


    “Firstly, I would like to announce that Westeros will now be considered a neutral to BlizzardClan. I would like for one of my Paladin Commanders or higher to volunteer to deliver this news to Westeros.” Their relationship was simply no longer mutually beneficial, as was the case with one or two other allies she had her eye on. But for now, it was Westeros that Sweetophelia would first cut diplomatic ties with. “Stick around - we have more news to come."


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    ALEKSEI

    As usual, Aleksei found a spot some distance away from the main crowd, though still in hearing and sight range of his mother. Over the days, he'd gotten a little bit more used to seeing Sweetophelia as a lioness, but something--something still rubbed him the wrong way about that body. The dark creature made a small hum at the news that Westeros had been dropped. About time, in his opinion. The paladin commander's head lifted as he heard the offer to deliver the news. "I can do it after this meeting," Aleksei called. He was a momma's boy (or at least trying to be one) because he was the lesser son.

    "COME AND CATCH THESE HANDS, BOY."

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    wi trailed over, fiery amber gaze set on his leader as he sat down. this was the second meeting since he'd been here, though he hadn't gone to the first. his policy was, if you were really late, just don't show up. so far it was fine at the time because nobody really knew him but now he was probably expected to be here on time.

    keep your feet on the ground
    when your head's in the clouds--

    Marshmallowtwist was returning from her hunting trip, unfamiliar in her tawny lioness form. These meetings, she surmised, happened a lot, since everyone around her in the camp began to flock to the lady sitting over there. So that was the leader, Sweetophelia? Marshy wasn't sure what she thought of the lioness as she padded closer to the leader, planting herself on the outskirts of the crowd to listen.


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    London limped over, her freshly broken leg giving her a little bit of trouble moving, but she still wanted to go to the meeting. She knew she shouldn't be moving much, but she didn't want to be stuck in the medic hut all the time. She smiled as she sat down, looking up at Sweet. She didn't really know much about politics, they confused her, but she couldn't wait to hear what else would be announced. She had liked the last meeting, even though she didn't really understand anything that was announced then. Maybe she'd understand more this time! That would be her goal, to try to understand a little more of what Sweet was saying.

    ITS ONLY LIKE A LITTLE BIT CREEPY-☆

    A meeting. Kageyama remembered something faintly similar to thing - but it wasn't exact. He couldn't remember much of it, so Kageyama ignored it. The husky padded over, still exhausted from his recent seizure. He settled down, letting out a breath of hot air as he waited.

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    Alexus bounded forward, listening intently to the announcements. Westeros? She had never been there before, but it sounded interesting. Any relationship with another clan that didn't include enemies was good, right? The girl smiled as she approached, taking a seat.


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    Jerseyboy gathered silently, not offering any words at the moment. So, Sweets was giving the in-laws the cold shoulder? She had family in Westeros, did she not? Huh, interesting indeed.


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    Keep your head down... maybe she wouldn't demote you if she didn't see you. Vang was very well fucking aware she wasn't doing her job as great as she probably could, but she was trying. Stupid cold wasn't helping, either, and neither was Jersey and her's latest development. Hopefully, Sweet hadn't noticed, but the leader was well-known to having piercing eyes that could pick out a lazy activity like a hawk. Entering with her signature limp, she instead brushed away the thought of sitting beside Jersey or even around him, like she often did, and opted to place herself beside Kageyama. She hadn't met him all too much before, but he seemed nice. Someone she could trust. Her head lifted momentarily to greet the male, a nervous yet friendly smile making way onto her features. "Hi,"

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    ITS ONLY LIKE A LITTLE BIT CREEPY-☆

    The female that approached him, she looked odd. Not in terms of beauty, but rather, his physical form. It wasn't a bad look, it was simple bringing out the curious side in him. Kageyama flicked an ear as he glanced at her, offering a small smile. Kageyama knew he was terrible at smiling, but he could at least try, couldn't he? He glanced back forward as she spoke. "Hello." He said quietly, ear flicking again.

    Nayomi slipped in, taking a seat as she perked her ears to listen. So some alliance talk? She wasn't quite sure whether Westeros and Blizzardclan had been enemies or allies before but now they were neutral and that's all that mattered she supposed. The calico waited impatiently for more news.


    Fortunately for him, Pad always had free time, so attending a meeting would be a piece of cake. In all honesty, the little demon was always bored by politics, so he hung around the edges of the crowd, sprawling in the grass without a care in the world about the Westeros. He seemed duller than usual, so hopefully this week would be a duller week, but so far, that didn't seem to be the case.

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    In a rather weakened state, Harrison had hobbled up tp the meeting clowly, his eyes fixed on Aleksei in a way that could only be described as furious as well as paranoid. He scoffed and sighed before staring ahead, ears perked to take in whatever news that was to be delivered.

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    Lottie was present, though it felt like the week had gone by slower than usual, for some odd reason. Perhaps it was the influx of work, but Lottie was always glad to hear the meetings. It was a shame that the Westeros were bumped down to neutral, but Lottie couldn't recall hearing much from them either. Flicking her tail over her paws, she waited patiently for the rest of the announcements, keeping her gaze out for Alastor.


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    Pierce approached after Lottie, glancing around those gathered so far. Unlike some of the others, he felt the previous week had been quite a long, drawn out one. He surveyed his clanmates silently, searching for someone he was friends with when- Lottie! They hadn't spoken for a while, and as she seemed to be alone, he decided he'd take a seat with her. After all, Riddlersgame had yet to arrive, and he wasn't too sure if anyone else liked him at all Westeros becoming neutral was no shock to him, and he gave a small nod. As Aleksei had already offered to visit them and tell them, he kept quiet, only offering a small nod and waiting for the rest of the announcements.

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    Fadingmoon

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    Fadingmoon padded forward, taking a seat in the crowd. She picked nobody in particular to sit by, as she wasn't that close to anybody. The female lifted her head, mismatched eyes staring at Sweets. So they were dropping another alliance? Pity, but the feline understood. Aleksei had volunteered to tell them, so she didn't feel it necessary to toss her voice into the mix over it. Instead, she sat there and patiently waited to hear the rest of the announcements.

    The ebon colored apprentice arrived swiftly after his brother, promptly taking a seat next to the said creature. Westeros was dropped? Well they had it coming. "I'll come with," the kitsune would speak after Aleksei claimed the task at hand. He was rather curious of how the Westerosi creatures would react at this news. Sure, his family had strong Targaryen blood running through their veins but they had no notable family members left in the clan but hell, even if they did, his mother did not play favorites when a clan was so evidently useless to ally with. Speaking of favorites, Mieczyslaw was not only the greater son but he was also his brother's keeper as well, which gave him another reason to follow Aleksei. With all that in mind, the kitsune would offer a nod of greeting to Fadingmoon, Iselotta and Pierce.



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