It was morning time and she was waking up with a cough. The female knew it was no big illness right away but she read her calendar and swore aloud in her scratchy voice because today.. of course, was meeting day. The three legged tabby hauled her furry rump out of bed and hobbled towards the staircase top. She decided to do it now, a little earlier then normal but that never hurt anyone when she'd done it before. Maybe they'd appreciate the early wake up call? Ah who was she kidding. "HAWKFAM! MEETING TIME!" Littlestar called before pushing her paw into her scarred muzzle and biting back a cough. Slowly and steadily did a group of Hawkclanners gather beneath the staircase, looking up at her with tired eyes. She rolled through her mental list and sighed softly. Activity, as always, was the first one to go. "The pacing of this week for our activity has been pretty okay, we definitely made it past a page or so. We're keeping up this pace which is really good. And here's your daily reminder to stay inclusive and love all them newbies, alright?" She got a few nods here and there and whilst it wasn't a passionate pumping of paws and several 'yes' it was as good as it got for this group of tired creatures. "Events! Who doesn't love 'em? The first and most important is the hawk ceremony. It's mandatory for all hawkclanners to go to so I expect to see you all there unless you're rotting six feet under the ground. This isn't a boring reading. We're getting hawks for pets, for gods fucking sake. So head along. Another event is the Knights of Eden human au masquerade ball right here. Exciting shit now let's move on. I believe that's all for events this week. Cool beans." She let a silence take place momentarily as she stifled through her list, nodding as she recalled what it was. Joiners. Alright.
"Joiners this week! Connor was our first. He was.. quite injured when he first arrived but it's safe to say he's healing up nicely. Some good news, Rinto came back from the dead and returned to Hawkclan. I want you all to welcome him back with open arms, give him chocolate and do nice shit. Losteyes is the third joiner, a rad-as kind of guy who knew he wanted to join the moment he turned up. Say hi to him. Vahriinlok was our fourth a joiner, a big ol' gruff dude who came from Shadowclan or something. He's here now though so be nice. Edai is the fifth, they're a truly cool looking creature. A robot or something, I don't even know man. Say hi to them. Hoodiepaw is the next joiner, a sassy teen that wears this cool looking hoodie. Name makes sense once ya see her. April is the next joiner after Hoodiepaw and she's another smart mouthed girl that will probably roll her eyes when she hears this. If she hears this. Say hi to her, she's actually pretty cool. We've also got another returner, Cassiopeia. She's a stunning girl and I recommend you become her best friend because she's pretty cool. Another person that may or may not be an official member of Hawkclan is Vader.. this guy that came to our border injured once more. Say hi to him." That's a fucking lot of joiners, holy shit. She inhaled sharply and took a while regaining her breath, giving out a cough. That was good though it meant she was close to finishing this damn meeting. "Obscuro has departed temporarily from Hawkclan on some business. She didn't specify what it was but said she would be back." Littlestar informed them, her ears twitching before she moved onto rank promotions, demotions, warnings and shoutouts.
"Warnings and demotions. No warnings but Seth and Wintermoss are demoted. Shoutouts go to Vani, Lessa, Poe, Ben and Luca. Promotions.. I don't have any this week. Consider your shoutout a stepping stone to a promotion in the near future. And that's all. Although I'd like to give a special shoutout to Vanillabean. You are really, really helping me out with this clan thing and I'm super glad I made the choice to give you the Sentinel rank. Because of this... I'd love to gift you this dagger-" Back when Mercy had been active and helping out around the clan, she'd also gifted a dagger to the former Warcheif and it had been well received. This dagger, however, was very different to Mercy's one. This one was pitch black, even the blade. The hilt was very comfortable to grip in both mouth and paw and the blade was sharp enough to cut well through a piece of prey (bone and all) without struggling. It wasn't too big, perfect size for the canine. "- and say thank you." She finished off, attempting to gently pass the blade to the Sentinel before she turned back to the crowd and gave a nod. "That's all for this week. One last quick notice; can all ambassadors visit their clans this week with a gift basket? Thank you. Add a hawk feather to the gift basket as well."
"Meeting dismissed, my men."
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GENERAL:
- LITTLESTAR GRIMES DISHARMONY | LIT, LITTLE, PIPSQUEAK
- She/her
- Leader of Hawkclan | Apprentice aged
- 'Most likely to survive the apocalypse' 'Most likely to start a war'
APPEARANCE:
- A long haired dark grey tabby with only three legs, crooked jaw, no tail & multiple scars. Her eyes are golden & can be seen glowing. Small stature & thinly built. She wears a leather belt around her waist.
Firestate appearance:
- Literally all flame. If she's not burning enough, you can just make out the outline of a feline.
- Health overall: 40
RELATIONSHIPS:
- Single pringle & not ready to mingle | Bisexual
- Crushing on no-one
- Circusclown Disharmony x Rick Grimes | 3rd generation
INTERACTION:
- Angry™ | Envious™
- Physically medium | Mentally medium | Knows a lot of battle tricks
- When too angry, can explode into flame
- Attack in bold
Firestate battle interaction:
- Physically difficult | Mentally medium
- Flames can die down if coaxed into a calmer state
REFERENCES:
Physical reference
Faceclaim reference
Theme song reference