HEY WITCH DOCTOR // open, hawkclan meeting

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    Littlestar knew that she was a tad late for this weeks meeting. She hadn't done the last weeks meeting because she'd been away but she supposed it had been some good practice for Vanillabean if she ever became leader or something like that. The battle scarred tabby sighed a little, peering up at the glowing orb in the sky before she limped into the leaders lobby and hobbled her way up the steps. She snorted, remembering the first few weeks after losing her back leg and how much she had struggled getting up these stairs. Hell, a clanmate had to carry her up them once or twice! She shuddered to think of that embarrassing memory but the clanmate who'd done so had been solemn and quiet and never spoken about it, which she was incredibly thankful for. "HAWKFAM! GATHER FOR A MOTHERFUCKIN' MEETING!" Littlestar yowled, trying to put energy and something like passion in her voice in the hopes it might rile some of the Hawkclanners into a better, more energetic mood. Things, after all, had been pretty lack luster lately. "So, my brothers and sisters from different daddy's and mummy's. Activity this week has been dreadfully fucking slow and for that, I'm gonna issue a warning to everyone including myself. We need to get back up into tip top fucking shape by keeping active and aware. I sense battle on the horizon so stay healthy and keep fit, okay? Remember to remain inclusive though most of y'all haven't really had a huge fucking problem with that yet. I'd like to keep it that way." She lets her golden gaze scour the many different faces, all of them recognizable. "Events this week. We have our fabulous Hawkclan party and I expect to see you ALL there. The Sanctuary invited us to a radical sleepover so I expect to see most of you there. Skyclan called us up to their territory for a mass meet and greet. Now also Windclan is holding a really important mock raid on our territory tomorrow. Remember, no claws, no powers, no weapons. Just pick a Windclan opponent and fight! Windclan has also invited us to a cool dance event so all head on over there. That's all the events, I think. Fuck. A whole lot, right?"


    Littlestar wipes imaginary sweat from her forehead and moves onto some battle shit. War shit. Stuff people.. didn't really like talking about. She was a warfare kind of girl, through and through, but it in no way meant she enjoyed seeing her people get hurt by other clans. No. Fucking. Way. "This is gonna be quick.. but uh.. a week ago, Bloodclan captured me. The Exiles captured Lessa. We both escaped and got rescued from either clans but we're not just lettin' those fucking pieces of shit off the hook so easy. No, we're gonna be giving them some real big shit. The Exiles is an easy target. Last time we raided them, only one piece of shit turned up. So we're attacking them first and giving them hell. The second raid will be a little more.. difficult so I'm giving it time before we actually go ahead and do it. We'll be raiding Bloodclan. They are bigger in numbers then us so it will be a fight. I may have to call on an ally but that doesn't in any fucking way mean we're weak. It shows we have backup, we have plans and we're not afraid to fucking use 'em. I want you all to be on high alert and training which is why I'm requesting W. Harbringer-Ecuador to hold a Hawkclan battle training event sometime this week. Thanks." She gives the lupine a nod and waits, pausing to let the clan take it in. Oh yes, battles were to come.

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    WE'RE ALL MADE OF STARS — Poe — HawkClan — He/him

    Poe knew his activity had been bad this week and hoped to make up for it next week, when his roleplayer could do so. But for now he sat and listened. War against the Exiles and BloodClan? Nice. He would love to get back at those dirtbags for messing with Lessa and Littlestar.


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    Littlestar scanned through the mental list of joiners and her nose twitched. The list was getting smaller and smaller and this week it was reduced to three. Sure, that was okay and all but majority of joiners didn't become active and faded out in the first or second week! In good times, they stuck around but sometimes it just didn't work out that way. "As for newcomers, we only had three this week so after a pickup of activity, I'm expecting to see more. The first was a pair that stuck together; Monica and Chandler. Pretty cool peeps, both these cute as dogs. Second is Fore, this cool looking guy that got motherfuckin' stuck during his joining event. But he looks rad as hell and I suggest giving him a welcome. That's all for this weeks new members. Remember, new members, head to the main camp and bring some prey. Hold it up to the trees and your chosen hawk will come flying down. Name them and then respect them. They are yours to keep and they will have an instantaneous bond with you." She informed just as her own hawk, Myla, shuffled her wings and landed on her shoulder.


    "Okay, we got the warnings over and done with during the first half so demotions! These ones should have been demoted ages ago and I'm pretty sure they already were but this is confirmation of those demotions; Rinto, Seth and Wintermoss. Shoutouts go to Obscuro, Poe, Vani. My only promotion; I wish for Obscuro to step up as another Sentinel. This is your trial week. Poe, you are remaining as a Sentinel, you did really fuckin' well for your trial week! Luca, you've failed your trial week so you're moving back to Regent or Trust, whatever the fuck ya were. You can easily have another go but next time, be more active and you can stay there." Littlestar warned, her stub tail giving a little lash. She felt slightly bad for taking it out right now but her annoyance at the clans current slow pace was very obvious and she wasn't bothering to hide it. Littlestar leaned back, golden eyes narrowed. "All ambassadors, go visit your clans this week." She sighed sharply, lifting her paw and rubbing her forehead. "Meeting dismissed. Goodnight, peeps."

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    In all honesty, Vanillabean had bean expecting some things that had been said, specifically about the lack of activity this week. She had been surprised by the shout out, but it was still nice to be recognized nonetheless, so she didn't mind all too much. She guessed it meant that she was still around enough to be noticed - even if that wasn't her goal - so all was still good. Ears would prick as she listened to the words that Lit spoke, and the female would nod her head. It made sense, asking for people to be more active, as activity could lead to them getting noticed more, which led to more joiners, and joiners were nice, especially now that they had been out of the famine and could do better things.


    The mention of Rinto's name in the demotions caught the female off guard. She hadn't seen the other in a while, yes, but she didn't think that he still held the position that he did before his death, even after he had come back, though maybe she had misheard somewhere, or simply didn't know that he had been given back his position after his return. She missed her friend, though she knew that there wasn't much that she could do in order to bring him back, as that was something that needed to be decided on his own.


    For the rest of the meeting, the female simply listened, her head nodding a few times along the way. There was a lot going on this week it seemed so far, though that was good, and there were many things that Vani could help out with, ambassador stuff being one of them.