DUNDER MIFFLIN — MEETING

Meetings were something odd to the once loner child, however she had inquired from a nice little feline the other day that they were mostly required. Keeping this in mind the pup seemed to come racing over at the call, ears perked to attention. Medical? It might be fun to look out for it, also she did have the tiny bit of first-aid knowledge. When one traveled alone, even young, they must know how to keep themselves healthy. As for the cooking contest? She'd most likely be there to try the food, Mari wasn't one for cooking now. She might be as she grew but for now she was content painting.

"Speech."

★ ★ ★ Natasha had arrived to the meeting fairly early- last time, she had come a bit later and had missed some of the first announcements. However, this time, she was able to catch everything. She wasn't too interested in becoming a medic; it was a nice job to have, but it wasn't for her. The female wasn't much of a cook either, but she figured she would look into the cooking contest anyway.

Natasha exhaled quickly, happy that she hadn't missed anything, and settled down to wait for the rest of the announcements.

Jerseyboy gathered in a track post while his roleplayer was at school. He wasn't interested in becoming a medic, as that shit was way too complicated for him. He'd probably attend to support the team, though, as he was close with all of them. Next was a cooking contest that Jacob was hosting, and he knew that he'd have to whip up a delectable Italian dish.

Strolling in just in time to catch all that lovely event shit the feline figure of the hellhound slipped up onto the scene with a lazy sort of grace. Medic shit? She wasn't going to lie when she said that being a medic seemed like a bad idea on her half. Her temper was too short and her morals too shot for anybody to be comfortable with her playing doctor. The title sounded aight tho, after all she liked the idea, just not making a lifestyle of it. She had a bit of an ambitious streak going for her so she'd need a field where she could claw her way up to the top and see the difference in her life via her efforts.

Call her classical but there was a reason she'd turned away the medical route back in CuckClan, twas a damn shame Ivylee's pussy ass had to pull that shit with WindClan and BloodClan, otherwise she could have just enjoyed her life there maybe probably not. She had more connections here, you know like Sweetophelia who'd she'd spoken to like once but got along with and her sons Cock Block who she again, had only talked to once, and Angry Man, who probably hated her for some extent of mildly acceptable reasons. You know how it is, she never was one for schematics.

Chesspieces was there in a simple tracking post. He had grown somewhat interested in the medical field since joining BlizzardClan and while it was something he considered, entering the profession and sticking to it wasn't something he was certain he wanted to do. He'd have to give it some thought before the sessions started.

Imperia filed in with the rest of them, dutifully taking her place near the back of the crowd. It was nerve wracking to hear Sweetophelia announce the upcoming medic training. While she was confident in her medicinal abilities, the prospect of speaking in front of a crowd terrified her. What if she said the wrong thing? Embarrassed herself? At the very least, Jacob would be there with her and everyone liked Jacob. Hah, how pitiful was it that an adult was relying on the emotional support of a child? Squishing the anxious thoughts running rampant in the back of her mind, Imperia focused her attention on the leader's upcoming announcements.

Oh, it was another one of those meeting things. Rajahcrowns didn't realize that these were weekly, but he supposed it was good to attend them often to stay up to date on the latest clan news. Though of course having to be around so many people at once was rather unsettling. He still wasn't used to it, but hopefully there was still room to adjust. The bengal tiger seated himself down towards the back of the crowd, deciding to sit by himself as he listened to what was being announced. More news about medic positions, along with events. If this would be anything like the last meeting, surely promotions and demotions would come next.

Artemis flew into the meeting in the form of a sleek black raven, his new favorite shape to shift into. He gave a soft croak as he began to change into a fox, what had quickly became his signature.

Arty's years of stealth showed, his paws barely touching the ground as he made his way through the crowd, picking a spot somewhere in the middle.

He hadn't been around much lately clan wise, but that was about to change. Hopefully.

There were still a few good books left in his hut now that he thought about it.

JW trotted up to the scene and sat down quietly.

Hearing her mother call out the female quickly scampered her way over, eyes wide with intrigue at what was going to be said. This was her second time at one of these thingys and thus she wanted to make sure she wasn't too late and she had good punctuality. Huffing softly as she tired herself out a little bit the child settled herself on the ground, plopping down all sprawled out as she gently panted and listened to the things that her mother was saying. First she spoke of an herb training that Miss Imperia and Jac were gonna do. She liked to learn and it was about plants, though she still thought that mud was the right way to go with that. But she would go to learn about the plant stuff cause it sounded fun. The idea of earning a title as well made her little talons bury into the ground with excitement. She wanted to prove she a was a good helper and helping the medics might do that so she gave a light smile and a quick nod of her head, ready to listen to the rest of this gathering.

Zeke came over, sitting at the crowd's fringe with an irritable expression. Since he woke up dealing with people had just been exhausting. So, a whole group of shmucks didn't seem so great.

✩ excuse me for my plastic taste

With a small smile at the mention of Jacob's name, London would decide to seat herself next to Pris as her boyfriend had yet to arrive. She would shoot friendly glance to the gem-eyed girl in greeting before she searched the crowd again for a quick moment. Nope, no Jacob. He'd just have to come find her then, if he decided to attend the meeting. He probably would, but she wasn't totally certain. Maybe he had a patient to watch or something, or he was going over his herbs again before the herb training session.

//yes pen the title gives me life

Alexus approached, coming to sit next to her twin sister and offering her fellow serval a smile. The feline would then turn her attention to Sweetophelia, taking note of the events that were going on.