[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]The she-cat approached curiously, raising a nonexistent eyebrow at the announcements. She agreed that activity wasn't as high as it once was, and she knew she was part of the reason why. She had made, what, one open thread in the entirety of her time here? It was downright pathetic, and she resolved to be more active and to piss everybody off with how many open threads she'd be seen in.
A frown surfaced on her maw at the news of Colin and Miasma's demotion. She hadn't known either of the two well, but she had liked the part of them she saw, anyway. Her heart swelled with a mix of pride and relief when the Sovereign said that the high positions were doing well; she wasn't being demoted, which was good. Surprising, but good. She had been a member of Eden long enough to where she knew what was coming next: promotions. Irishpaw, Kno, Stellam, Arthur, Astor. She didn't know any of them, sadly, other than hearing their name around the castle occasionally.
"Hazel and Vegaslights are promoted to jurors. More promotions may be announced." Taking that as an end to the previous string of announcements, she took a deep breath. "Congratu-" She choked on her words, her ears finally registering her own name among those promoted. Her legs wobbled slightly as she stared up at Littlescout, pleasantly surprised. Oh. "Oh, uh, thank you, Littlescout! And congratulations to those promoted." A juror - an assistant deputy. So much responsibility came with that position, but she wasn't daunted. She would try her hardest, definitely; and if that wasn't good enough, well, she knew how to try again.
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