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    TAGS. the lull of night twinkles and glitters under the cluster of willow branches. from the top of the staircase is where she lurks, wintry bones moving her close, closer, to its edge. never should one mind the hum of the spirits and the whisper of branch rubbing branch, nor the little swishas wisps of pretty pinks and baby blues flit and flicker overhead; chicagocrimes demands the attention of all, "OI SANCTUARY, GATHER ' ROUND FER A MEETIN'." high and clear in a crack of voice, thunderclap after thunderclap, echoe after echoe her words bounce off the hallowed walls of dear fairy land home, a summons.

    Ah, time for another meeting? It seems time keeps passing them all by faster and faster - he wonders how long it would take until they were mid-way into October? Probably not long at all, if he were to be frank. The doberman approaches, a yawn rolling off of his tongue as he heeds to Chicagocrimes' demanding call. "Evenin'." He drawls out with a lazing, dreamy smile uplifting his features. He settles on his haunches, stubby tail wagging slightly.

    If there was one thing that Future had missed during his absence, it was attending meetings. As strange as it sounded, he missed being amongst his clan-mates, patiently waiting for the leader to read recent events and promotions out-loud. He still remembered the first meeting he had ever attended as a member of Radicalclan, and the first meeting he had hosted as their leader. The white feline weaved his way towards the gathered crowd, dark blue optics full of curiosity, and would take a seat next to Survivalinstinct. Tail wagging, he flashed the doberman a smile before turning to where Chicago was seated.

    THE ONE THAT HELD ME DOWN —

    Arizona made her way over and found herself a nice spot to sit. She had made up her mind about fighting, that's why she was still here. If she had picked her other path, well then she wouldn't be here if that clears it up. The polar bear didn't want to fight but Chica wasn't going to become like Littlestar. Her eyes look up and wait to hear what they have to say this time around. ""           

    — AND KINDA TOLD THE TRUTH

    TAGS. a sigh dampens lips. time to begin. "first up, new faces! Praufyx , FUTUREHEARTS , koipond x. - welcome ta the fam or... back ta it, whatever." its nice to see new faces sometimes, here now especially. it means progress, it means life. but what next falls from mouth harbors barely a whisper of emotion, all tight lipped and grim as she finally falters, gives in to the inevitable, " Threefold . is demoted down two ranks, now standin' as a harbinger of.. somethin' due to his very spotty activity. if it keeps up, he'll be booted down ta a regular member. sorry pal, but- we all need ta start pulling our weight round 'ere, an' none of us are an exception ta that. Arizona receives a huge shout out fer pickin' up on her activity after bein' warned, she'll be promoted next week if it's kept up. SEAPUP ; can uh, step up ta the honor or reaper rank 'cause th' man is well, a prime example of how all us hps should be." there's a pause as she gathers herself.

    "i'll speak up again in a hot min, fam, just.. mull over what i said fer now."


    ooc the next post is coming tomorrow!

    I DO THIS WITH CONVICTION, I WRITE TRUTHS AND NEVER FICTION.

    Chicagocrimes opened up with the welcoming of quite a few newbies, to which he celebrated with a grand nod of his head and a flash of a smile towards those few newcomers he remembered seeing a couple of times in the past couple of days or so. He didn't really get to exchange names with any of them yet, but he hopes to get to know the lot of them soon. The Sanctuary was growing, prospering, living - it must feel amazing to know that your clan was thriving under your control. Survivalinstinct didn't know what that was like, obviously, but he feels that it must give one a nice feeling of some sort - even if you were a Chicagocrimes.


    Quietly does Val listen to Chica was so goes through with rank changes and, oh boy, one of the leaders had been demoted to - what was it? - Harbinger? Well, doesn't that sound a little foreboding? Maybe he was overreacting or something and maybe the rank was quite pleasant depending. Arizona received a shout-out for regaining her activity and himself - whoa, he was being promoted again. The shock of the leader calling his name still sent waves through him, seizing him momentarily as he blinked up dumbly at Chicagocrimes for the second time since being promoted the first time. A prime example of how all us HPs should be. Those were some... powerful words coming from the woman. He felt honored, if he were to be honest, and he beamed up at the femme brilliantly in response.


    "Thinkin' I might be a Reaper - that sounds cool, don't it?" He turns to Futurehearts, who had been sitting beside him for the majority of the meeting, and nudged the other lightly with his elbow. With that said, Val quietens down to listen to the rest of what Chicagocrimes had to say.

    ( SURVIVALINSTINCT AMAMI // THE SANCTUARY // NEOPHYTE // TAGS )

    ☾ TERROR DOESN'T BLOSSOM OVERNIGHT — Sevenpaw slipped over just as he caught his own name being uttered by the leader in the form of a warm welcome alongside some other spoken names of individuals that he did not recognise but was certain he would get to know eventually in time. Three newcomers in what he could only assume was a relatively short time was honestly quite good and he could not help but feel proud to have contributed to that, making him feel as if he was truly an important point of significance in an otherwise bigger picture. It was a nice feeling, at least it was nice if he ignored the slight emptiness that surrounded the idea that he was really just a drop in an ocean of many. At least he was a part of something, that was the way the he looked at it.


    Opting to simply hum and dip his head in acknowledgement of the greeting, small smile toying at the corners of his lips as he did so, the youth came to settle himself down Arizona whom he found to be vaguely familiar in spite of them never interacting directly. Nodding slightly to her as he settled down in a comfortable sitting position, sapphire eyes honed in on Chica to listen, hearing the news of another group mate being promoted and therefore finding himself letting out a gentle "Congrats.".

    TAGS. a pause is given, minutes trickling past her fingertips as murmurs and discussion whirl. tick-tock, tick-tock, time is up and she moves on. "onto clan stuff, we're changing up traditions a little, renaming and revamping some of them- harvest festival ta harvest ball, firefly parade ta hallow's moon, snowdrop parade ta starry night march an' so on an' so forth. also, the gaia ceremony has been tweaked a bit, too- we're goin' ta start wearin' face paint to represent our own wisps an' such, an' the initiates will.. have their faces painted after receiving theirs- speakin' of, if ya haven't already, ya can sign up fer a wisp an' a ceremony in the ooc board." it's been... a long while since anyone has touched on a gaia ceremony, hasn't it?


    "oh an' before i forget- some of you might notice the guide is hella outdated an' the reason for that mostly i because at the moment, i'm coding an' developing a new one. it'll be done either today or tomorrow, an' i'll make a new thread fer th' guide so- keep an eye out. anyway, mass adopts and snake eyes plotting threads are up so check those out and i think we ought ta focus more on allies this month so- if anyone has ideas fer events an' such, give me a holler. meetin' dismissed."

    i will make you proud

         i will make you have faith in me

    Destrian was there and nodded as Chica finished. Good meeting.


    -heck rushed-






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