FOOTLOOSE / meeting - Printable Version

[align=center]— if I fall, get knocked down, pick myself up off the ground —

Perked ears a relieved shine flashing into her pale eyes. The business with the Pitt put the tiny Privateer on edge and hearing Goldie up and about among the crew meant they may have their Captain back for good soon. Good news, as far as the fae felt. With a soft, thoughtful hum, the little feline made her way to the dome to take a seat.

Keona tucked her paws beneath her chest, inclining her head upwards towards the sound of Goldie's voice.

✯ — keona sibéal ní faoláin. female. privateer of the typhoon. blind. rusty spotted cat. ref. bio.

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SAILOR'S SON

sea wolf x great dane hybrid, twelve years old. vinicius 'conqueror' marin 'sailor', prefers to go by vic. blonde in color with darker face, neck and paws. brown eyes with olive green flecks, slightly bigger than the average timberwolf. former werewolf, drowned at sea and stuck in current body. crewmate of typhoon -- biromantic pansexual.

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new to the crew and newer yet to the full territory, vinicius followed the main amassing of bodies and scents, leading him into the deep sea dome to see the tigress perched upon the throne. oh there was much to learn and do, and it excited the male. it brought something new and good into his life. swiveling his head around, he caught sight of tiny keona and nodded his head in polite greeting to the fae.

sitting down at the back of the group, the sea wolf bybrid settled to watch and listen, his head tipped slightly as he waited for either his cousin or partner to join him, tail settled over his paws.

Kian Ó Faoláin

Wearing his typical friendly grin, the Irishman bounded over at the call for a meeting. He knew Goldie had it hard these days and offered her a warm wave of his tail as he settled besides Keona, prepared to listen.

All your dead end fury is not enough

The ocelot padded over, fully intrigued. As his first meeting, it would be a perfect opportunity to immerse himself in the politics, assuming there was much to be immersed in. Regardless, he awaited knowledge of the happenings of both this clan and the world greatly, whether or not those happenings were anything to be interested in. Knowledge was power, after all. So he sat patiently, looking at the leader with dangerously curious silver eyes, tapping the ground with a claw impatiently.

☠ Séamus Ó Faoláin

The faerie flicked his ear at the call. Glad to attend a meeting with Goldenluxury at the head rather than arrogant Jervis, Séamus trotted through the gathering crowd. With a smirk, he found a place on Keona's other side and offered the captain a brief nod in attention as he took his seat. No doubt the golden tigress felt relieved to conduct Typhoon business once again.

He hoped interesting matters came up, but he knew rushing into things never suited a time of change. The Irishman could only wait and see.

Word of mouth there's a snake in the garden

Man, she hadn't been at a meeting in a long time except it had always been Pincher standing there and announcing what was up with their allies or promotions, exiles, and demotions. Even if she did miss Pincher, she knew that Goldenluxury, her beloved niece, was doing an amazing job in the place of her father. That's something she admired about Goldie, she would sit down curling her tail around her forepaws letting out a soft sigh. "character's speech."

♛ The sight of Goldenluxury brought a smile onto the massive wolf's face, relieved to see her home. Quickly, he found a place among the gathered, inclined to give the captain a friendly wag of his tail as he did. Hopefully the most trying of times would be over soon.