only to find i've come alive -- weekly tasks

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    Jasper was still kind of suspicious about this whole group set up, but really wanted to give it a chance. And a proper chance at that. That meant getting involved with as many aspects as possible. Well, as many aspects while still being independent. That was a different ramble. For today, that involvement would include giving out weekly tasks. It couldn't be that hard, right? There weren't many people, and he just had to give them something to do. The maned wolf went over, a slight jog in his step. "Yo! If you want one of these weekly tasks, come on over!" the male called out, wondering how many people were close enough to actually hear.


    ❝ SLEEPY HELLHOUNDS BOW THEIR HEADS ❞


    The Iranian cheetah was the next one to show his face. A weekly task, huh? He remembered those a long time ago. It wasn't his first time being in groups like these as he hung around a long time ago. He had namely visited clans such as WindClan, ShadowClan, and BloodClan. He even dabbled his paws with the Exiles. Ironically enough, he did not like the environment and left twice. It was gloomy in a drab way when Future Warden preferred gloomy but in a weird "mindfuckery" type way. "Give me a task -- a useful one. None of those boring 'make a game for everyone' to play. I don't care if I have to clean out everyone's beds. At least it's helpful." It was a lucky thing that he wasn't the one giving out weekly tasks. It would have been very apparent that when Future Warden gave out tasks, it was more like chores. With how low the numbers were, these weekly chores may be coming soon.

    Ah, two people. That was nice. Now he actually had to think of things. The leader and the guy who waltzed on in. An interesting duo. Though the latter guy was being a bit sassy, so that made him a little salty. If you're here for a task, don't complain about the task you get. But Flynn first, since he was here first. "Flynn, could you host a lesson of sorts? It could be of a skill of yours, or something unique about the Flights, or anything you want really." the wolf barked, then turning to Future Warden. "Since you gave me attitude, you get to go find someone - and I don't care what group they're from - and cute them to death. Or as close as you can get. It can only be someone from here if they agree to it, so you can't choose me. Go wild." the wolf ordered, a cocky grin coming to his face. Hey, if he had the power to do this, he sure as hell was going to do this. That task wasn't productive or fun, especially considering that the cheetah didn't seem to be the cutesy type. This would be interesting.