//poor jacob,,, beck and starry don’t eat or drink

Starrynight was becoming a little apprehensive about the monthly meetings that seemed to have become the norm amongst the leaders. Leigh wouldn’t be there this time. He’d heard a little about his replacement- a husky named Jacob. That was all he knew, though. He wasn’t looking forward to the next fight between Pincher and Beck. But there was always hope, right?

As he crossed the terrain towards the cabin, - this was the right one, right? - his cheeks puffed out with a sigh. The Ascendants never shorted him of things to do. In fact, the list only ever seemed to increase. Not to mention the politics. But he would keep his head high, no matter how hard it got! He could trust his members to stand behind him through any kind of trouble. Of that he was certain.

Pausing at the door, his forepaw, rippling and pulsing softly with that ever-present purple-y pink aura, he knocked on it softly. ”Is anybody in there? This is the place for the meeting, right?” The Seraph pushed the door open to peer through the crack. Warm smells greeted him, drawing the milky feline inside. Oh, was that him? ”Are you Jacob? It’s a pleasure to meet you! I’m Starrynight, leader of the Ascendants.” He took a seat on the floor.

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Unlike Beck or Starrynight, Pincher had been eager to be in a meeting since he had not gone to the previous one. Even if it had been in his territory, the male had not cared much for it and instead, had desired to focus on other more important matters for he knew what would mainly happen in every meeting that connected the four leaders together. The commander of Tanglewood would be glowering in some musty corner, The seraph of the Ascendants would probably be mingling decently with the chief of Snowbound, and the captain? He would either be bickering and clashing heads with the little shit stain from the swamp area or he would focus on Jacob since Leigh was no longer the one that looked over Snowbound. His thoughts danced inside his head on the curiosity of what had happened to the large unicorn, rather missing the male since he had been quite interesting in the eyes of Pincher. They lingered at the back of his skull as the male pushed onward against the dense surface of bone white snow, the soft crunching opposite of the lazy splashes of water he was used to. The temptation to melt a path to the nearby cabin was growing but he decided against it, his energy rather low due to the traveling and all the recent shit he was currently working on. Besides, as he grew nearer, his mindset shifted to being able to see Jacob again though their relationship was one of mixed confusion.

His sea glass blue eyes fluttered upwards when his sleek angled ears caught the sound of a door opening, managing to catch the figure of Jacob and Starrynight, the seraph entering. Pincher wasn't sure if Beck had arrived or not but guessed he would be given an answer when he reached the cabin. As the tall onyx colored doberman reached the destination, the captain decided not to knock and instead simply push open the door with a gust of bone-chilling wind pressing against his back as he walked in, upper lip curling in disgust of the cold. His short pelt wasn't one that mixed well with a frozen wonderland but Pincher didn't really like wearing coats or anything of that sorts, it only made him feel stuffy. His electric blue gaze first flickered towards Jacob before bouncing to the ivory form of Starrynight and then as he predicted as he rotated his head ever so slightly to the side, the smaller form of Beck. He allowed a cool magnetic smirk trace his lips as he chewed softly on the end of a cigarette, using his back leg to kick the door closed.

"What's up, fuckers. Hope y'all are doing swell..." Pincher commented with a low rumbling chuckle tickling his throat as the canine stalked past Beck and Starrynight. His eyes briefly fluttered back to Jacob as he passed the husky, the smile faintly faltering as he felt a sudden pressure of tension but he simply turned back to the food that Jacob had decided to bring for the meeting. Pincher began to chew the cigarette in his mouth before swallowing it, a horrible habit that his doctor warned him to quit but Pincher was too focused on trying the food to care. He stepped forward to bite down on a small cookie, tiny crumbs popping in the air before falling on the ground in front of Pincher. His eyes drew over to Beck as he chewed, a wicked glint of devilish amusement dancing in his eyes. Well, this would certainly be fun.