TRACK FECORDS DONT LIE ;; guild sign ups

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    Flora was now standing on the edge of her own home. Watching for those that wanted to join a guild. "This is the first of the monthly guild sign ups. This will be hosted once a month and allow you to join a guild. It is not mandatory to join one, but this is here for you all if you should decide to."


    "speech"




    ❝ KISS ME SLOW YOUR HEART IS ALL I OWN❞


    she figured she could be of use somehow right? padding over, baine decided to give things a go. "count me in darling.”


    // rushed oof


    ❝ DANCING IN THE DARK WITH YOU BETWEEN MY ARMS ❞ - TAGS



    The female offered a nod at this and then shifted her seat to offer a spot to the female. "You have the leadership over our Warfare Guild. So, any interested in joining you shall come through your blessing." She stated. She was leading the other guild temporarily. So, she was thrilled at least one member was willing to take a mantle.


    "speech"




    ❝ KISS ME SLOW YOUR HEART IS ALL I OWN❞


    she nodded, pleased with the task.

    "thank you flora. i’ll do my best to make you proud. ” all that would be left to do is to find some willing vicitims to drag back here to help restore the place.


    ❝ DANCING IN THE DARK WITH YOU BETWEEN MY ARMS ❞ - TAGS



    LOT —

                "I want to be in a guild," the young cub whined, rushing over to see what was what. if the bigger members could join one then why couldn't he? he could learn a ton from it all, and he would bet a mountain of rabbit flesh that he'd be better at whatever it was people did in guilds than anyone else.


    hopefully someone would explain to him what the guilds actually were though, because he wasn't sure and he didn't want to look stupid by asking!

               

    ★ ★ ★ Her eyes flicked to her son and she offered a soft smile. "Of course you can join one. We have the Warfare guild, Baine leads them. Medical, which I lead. Then there is the Commune Guild. Warfare deals in battle tactics and protecting the clan. They keep us ready for anything. Medical guild is all about healing and herbs. We keep the clan healthy and the herbs in our garden healthy as well. Commune guild is all about social stuff. Parties, allies, and such." She offered with a soft purr.


    "Speech."

    SHE’S INTO SUPERSTITIONS, BLACK CATS AND VOODOO DOLLS LINE OF LYRICS HERE



    LOT —

    oh. well. he certainly hadn't expected it to be so easy, or to even be given the option of which guild to choose from. the cub/s brow creased in concentration as he ran through his options.


    the medical guild, of course, would be pretty boring, what with all the sick cats and smelly herbs, so that was definitely out of the question. that left only the warfare guild and commune guild.


    obviously, the warfare guild could be the best (most exciting!) one to join, but he was only a cub and wasn't allowed to fight yet. or at least according to the adults. they couldn't stop him from fighting if he really wanted to. but it seemed pretty close-minded so he didn't want to go with that one. yet.


    clearly, the best option was the commune guild, now that he'd worked it all out. parties, allies and "such". whatever such was. still, the parties would be a laugh and he'd get to have a pitch at the games they could play, and maybe he'd be allowed to go on adventures and visit other clans. right. that made it then.


    "i want to be in the commune guild!" lot announced, a smile working its way onto his maw. this was gonna be fun!

               

    ★ ★ ★ The female offered a soft smile at this. "Okay! That works for me. Go ahead and try your paw at making gift baskets and we can go visit allies. Sound good?"


    "Speech."

    SHE’S INTO SUPERSTITIONS, BLACK CATS AND VOODOO DOLLS LINE OF LYRICS HERE



    LOT —

                "yeah!" he exclaimed, his voice coming off as an excited squeak. lot turned tail immedately, presumably dashing off to the river, where he could find some reeds before he made his basket-making thread.


    this was gonna be so cool!

               

    Peter


    The small rodent would make his way over to the group calmly, his brown gaze landing onto Flora. Great, it seemed already that there happened to be a guild leader for warfare, even though it seemed there was only one member in the guild to begin with. That was the same for the medical guild it appeared. In fact, the only guild lacking a leader appeared to be the commune guild, which had a child as a member.


    "Do you see me fitting anywhere?" Peter would ask rather blankly, trying to figure out if Flora would single out his size and put him somewhere that he wouldn't get hurt. That seemed to be her thing after all - at least from what he had seen. Putting him into an age category based off his size and treating him as though a child.

    ★ ★ ★ Her gaze flicked to him and she paused. Blinking and then offering a soft hum. "Well, I don’t know if you like healing, so I would say Warfare or Commune. But that is your call. Unless you like healing. Then you can be part of the medical one."


    "Speech."

    SHE’S INTO SUPERSTITIONS,

    BLACK CATS AND VOODOO DOLLS