CHECK MY VITAL SIGNS // meeting 8/4

[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

The meeting was, as Wormwood had expected, rather brief and to the point, with Crow talking about the good stuff first and the not so good stuff afterwards. The newly winged lion came padding over as soon as he heard Crow's call, and had sat down to listen intently, his ears perked forward as the leader's voice echoed to each of them. When he heard the welcome, he smiled just a bit, knowing he was part of the group of sudden new people. As Crow got to the end of his long speech, the male dipped his head gratefully and rumbling to the leader, and everybody else around, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Thank you for the welcome, Crow. And congrats to Moth and Leroy."[/glow] There wasn't much more to say, since he certainly wasn't gonna argue with Crow telling people to keep their distance from the Pitt.

Crow sure had taken his sweet time in deciding his successor. Five months’ worth of these inconsequential meetings, each one initially bringing burning sensations of anticipation, only to be met with disappointment once again. Back when Crow had crowned Arrow as Captain of the Guard, most of the respect the hound held for the general had seeped out of his system. How could that toothpick of a feline not see that he was the best pick for the position then? What had inspired him to elevate Arrow over him? Where had she been successful where he had failed? The male refused to display any of it, but his discontent persisted for a period of weeks following the late captain's promotion. The ill-will that Leroy possessed would ultimately inspire his belittling attitude towards Crow.

Five months later, and he was now Tanglewood’s Proxy. Up until this point, the hope that was once brimmed the mongrel’s bloodstream ceased to exist; thus, the announcement had completely caught him off guard. A relieved chuckle arose from his hoarse throat, a satisfied grin materializing along his maw. "Thank you, Crow," Leroy remarks, solemnly expressing his gratitude to the same feline who had become the target of his unyielding torment. That little tidbit about him having his back was nice, as well - hella inaccurate, but nice.

His golden hues swept the town, his head giving a light nod towards Moth in appreciation as well. She'd done well over the past while, despite her rather innocent lifestyle. In his opinion, which matched the general’s, the most suitable route for the vulpine was the path of medicine. Herbs and remedies best fit someone of her stature, especially when the only other avenue currently available was that of the guardsman.

He shot Wormwood a nod, too. The lion had an aura of implacable capability, perhaps the most in the swamp at the very moment. Never before had the canine seen a newbie so active. Good on him.

"Gotcha, boss," he replies, making note of Crow’s instructions relating to the Pitt. He didn’t want to go over there, anyways.

Delilah Evergarden
tanglewood | 23 m/o | femme | dark faerie

Delilah had paced herself along the outskirts of the meetings before she nervously took her place beside Wormwood, her head lowered just a bit as she listened to Crow speak. Leroy was Proxy now? It wasn't that much of a surprise, in reality. Delilah had always figured it would be Arrow or Leroy, but with Arrow gone..

She didn't want to think about that.

"Congratulations, Leroy!" Delilah chimed out after a bit of silence from the blind felidae, the mention of her name and Selby's making her ears perk up once more. Her ears laid flat against her cranium, the mention of her handling herbs making Delilah worried. Was it okay? Maybe she should just stick with teaching- Selby learned fast, after all..

"Congrats, Moth. If you have any questions, feel free to ask Selby and I." She mewed softly, dipping her head in the direction of the younger girl before she turned her head back to Crow.

Her fur began to rise up as the woman felt anger well up inside of her, an unfamiliar feeling.

"They have a member of ours, and you're saying to just let them be? That's irresponsible, Crow!" She spoke out, flinching just a bit at how loud she spoke. From her experience, the Pitt wasn't going to just stop when Sam tells them to. They would keep going. And going. Until she was blind, traumatized, scared-

"They won't stop. They will kill Sam if given the chance, Crow, we need to rescue her-"

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While Perseus merely acknowledged the promotion with a nod towards Leroy, the comments about The Pitt made his interest peak. One of their own was over there? But no action was going to be taken? There had to be a reason behind it. He admired the leader's proposed strategy, but he couldn't help feeling like Crow should open up about why they weren't going immediately. After all, this was one of their higher-ranked members. This was not some random member, but someone who had a job to do. Perhaps he was missing something though. Ignorance was probably bliss at the moment.

Pointed ears made their way towards Delilah as they spoke. Unlike himself, she was outspoken and loud with her concerns. Perseus kept silent though. Any further acknowledgement towards her might spark a fire during the meeting. He would allow Crow to answer instead.