Your WISH is My Command [MEETING]

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    "Thanks," purred Flight, smiling at Collateraldamage and Nez. "I think I will. It sounds fun." She turned back to Nebuchadnezzar. "I'm proud of you, too," she whispered so that no one else could hear. "You were so brave."

    [justify]Gregg silently rejoiced in his mind. Deathwish was a horrible thing, and it was sure damn right those leaders made him leave. The loyal Skull curled his tail around his paws, hoping that there was more to this meeting, like something like a promotion for deputy or something, maybe. His ambitions were high, very high, at boiling point. He just had to be noticed.[/justify]

    Sharven let the cats talk amongst themselves.


    "In addition to this all, we have to acknowledge that with Sarathi stepping down from his position as an Herb, and with Dokuro being missing in action as well as Noah lately, we are Herbless. This leaves us very vulnerable; a position I do not like. Volatire and I will be looking to replace this position as soon as possible and will be watching you all very closely."


    In the mean time, no scuffles, battles, or fights, he thought.

    K9 nodded in approval at the promotion of Ormothan, who the brown tabby tom had recognized as a steadily active tom within the Clan, it was about time he got upgraded. K9s' tail flicked in an attempt to dismiss the thoughts that buzzed about him in forms of conversations, which he himself didn't usually like to get himself involved in because he wasn't exactly a specialist when it came to socializing, in fact, it was most likely paralell, it was his weakness. At the announcement on no herbalists, K9s ears' pricked him interest and his eyes gleamed with worry. If anyone got sick in this early leaf-bare, and it spread, well, fortis save them.

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    Turning away from the tom and newly promoted she-cat, the young Skull thought that maybe now wasn't the best time for him to chat with them--they seemed a bit wrapped up in each other. So, with a wink to Nez for a reason only the damager knew, Damage flicked his tail lazily and looked back to Sharven.




    ...This is bad. New-leaf is here, but there could still be... complications, he thought to himself. Well, deputies are normally chosen from the herbs, and so that means that our leaders should have some knowledge, if they haven't forgotten it already. With a nod to his leader, Damage absorbed the information and mentally checked off the okay to go around trying to belly-flop enemy cats.
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    Her ears swiveled up st the next announcement. No one tho take care if the herbs. She knew herbs, but of course she was a she-cat and she was no Flight. Amunet slowly got to her paws and passed silently away.



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    Jedi simply snorted. "Never been sick a damn day of me life." He grumbled glsring at Flight for moment. Good riddance to the losers.

    [justify]Wait, a Herb. This could be PERFECT! With the few herbs he'd learnt over the years, he would have to try and become one. He scampered out of the meeting with thoughts in his mind.[/justify]

    [font=times new roman]A feeling of warmth spread through Praeclarus's body. No more Deathwish's! Hopefully she'd be back to being a respected she-cat in Skulls. The daughter of Dita looked up to Voltaire. "Congratulations, Voltaire. Best of luck to your rule, both of you," she said with a dip of her head and went back to sit with her mother.


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    Labasco hung to the back, averting his gaze from the leaders to the ground. When he heard the news of Deathwish's death, he could help but smile. That cruel tom was gone and he felt happy to serve Voltaire and Sharven once more.

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    Yes! Finally . . . after so many moons. After Pluxiria.


    His heart felt heavy at the thought of the dead leader. If only if they killed him sooner. And there was happiness in him, remorse and jealousy. Flight. . . . she didn't deserve it, in Kimba's opinion. Any she-cat would've done, but he guessed that it was him who suggested it anyways. "Yeah, like she deserved it," he muttered under his breath. Of course she did, but it didn't seem like much to Kimba - just pretend to be injured. However, he tried to look emotionless or a bit happy for her, but all that came was a sour look.


    His blue eyes glared at Flight, before a sly smile came on his face, but the intensity in his eyes never left. "Now now, Flight. Just remember, you're still just a Skull. Your m- Nebuchadnezzar and myself still is higher in ranking than you. Don't say a single word against him, even if you're his . . . what should I say? Lover." Kimba wanted his words to hurt her mentally, but inside, he felt like he set fire to his own heart at the shock of realising that now Nez and Flight could be together.


    He stormed away from her, to Praeclarus. At least that she-cat was worthy. She never complained. She still was fierce and yet holds her tongue graciously towards the higher ups. She knew her position. "Seriously . . . I don't get what's the big deal. I'm happy about Deathwish and all but . . ." Of course it was a big deal. But now all the thoughts of Deathwish evaporated as he only heartbrokenly thought of Nez and Flight together.

    [justify][sup]Praeclarus looked up at Kimba with a small smile. She didn't know of his love for Nebuchadnezzar, but she could tell there was a sense of jealousy in the relationship between the Cave Warden and his mate, Flight. She didn't know why or what about, and she decided staying out of it might be the best thing to do. Instead she cocked her head and gave the tom a look of playfulness. "C'mon, Kimba," she said, "you have to admit, Flight's earned her place. You may not agree with the decision, but it was a fair one. At least be happy Deathwish is out of the picture, and let that distract you."

    Flight glanced up at Kimba. "Oh, of course not, sir," she meowed, venom lacing her words. She hadn't missed the hatred in his glare. He was Nez's friend, but for some reason he seemed to hate her. She returned the favor- diluted, of course, because of her position. "I wouldn't dream of it." Her tail flicked from side to side contemptuously, a move full of the anger she couldn't show. She had just earned this rank, and there was no way she was jeopardizing it by yelling at a Cave Warden. Flight sighed, though, when he was out of earshot. It was clear to her that this would come to blows sooner or later, and it probably wouldn't be him hurt by it.

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    “Let it go, Kimba. Flight earned her keep. Don’t just stir shit to stir shit,” he said in a low voice.


    What was Kimba’s problem after all? He’d been getting worse and worse lately. Nez felt like his best friend was growing so far away from him, and it broke his heart.
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    [color=white][size=8]Breathe keep breathing \\ Don't loose your nerve
    Breathe keep breathing \\ I can't do this alone