"hm, hm, hmm, hm, hmmm." the tune is pleasant on her tongue, the woman stepping into the crooked trees that made up "camp" at the moment. as she sidles toward a moldy stump her gaze sweeps across the area out of habit, her mind absently noting those present. mm, not a lot of happy faces stare back at her. maybe what she has got to say will change that.. or, maybe not. she doesn't know. "oi, sanctuary- just a quick heads up that sunclan is now an ally of ours, an' we'll be havin' a bonfire party wit' them sometime later tonight, which is why I'm tellin' you this now instead of at the next meeting." if that wasn't obvious enough. sunclan isn't a group she's messed with all that often and them wanting an alliance is still a shock-- ooh wait, here's a slight change of topic, she needs to find an ambassador for them now, doesn't she? huh.
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