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Inhale, exhale. Arlo always got nerves when he came up to do a meeting. That being said, he had only done one, and had gained some knowledge of leading since then. Arlo stepped up onto Vanguard's rock, with no premonitions of fear. This was going to be easy, Arlo Maximus, and you wouldn't have a problem doing this. Not one. He opened his maw, and called to the Golden Eye loudly. "All those old enough to traverse the Rocklands, gather beneath Vanguard's Point for a meeting"

// will do a second post with the announcements!

"speech"

A meeting? The call of Arlo drew Fraggle over quickly, a small smile on the boy's muzzle. He was in his smaller rabbit form as he hopped over, eventually making his way over to Aesior's side. He could tell that the other was unsettled, so he sat down and pressed his pelt lightly against the feline's side, hoping he could be of some comfort. He muttered up to Aesior, a cheerful grin on his face, "Meeting's are always exciting, right? Can't wait to see what Arlo says!" He was trying his best to be enthusiastic and cheerful, hoping to soothe the nerves of both Aesior and Arlo.

( retro to capture!! )

INNER CIRCLE - SPEECH - THOUGHTS - TAGS

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Arlo cleared his throat, flexing his wings. "Let's make this quick." He didn't want to have to hover over his words this time, so he started talking. "There are no direct promotions or demotions, but I have a few shoutouts. Fraggle and Aesior, good job on keeping active and helping out." He said. He shifted his paws gently, half an idea to knead the ground before shaking his head. He cleared his throat.

"I want to announce a few titles. This is a lot of information, so take a moment to listen." He chuckled at himself. Good on him for announcing all of this at the same time, right? "The titles are named after gemstones, since the heart of our group lays in the mountain. Bloodstone stands for combat- someone who exceeds in it. Cat's Eye goes to those who do well in spying and retrieving information, when it comes to it. Howlite will be awarded to those who adept at warning about attacks or events in general. Lapis is rewarded to those who show skills in medicine when they are not a fleshmender. Amethyst goes to a very well performing Fleshmender. Phantom Quartz goes to the thinkers and planners of our group." Arlo inhaled deeply, then exhaled. He gave Damion a small smile, looking back forward.

"Moving on, I'll talk about the final conclusion of our meeting with the Frostblown after speaking to their leader in private. We've agreed to have an alliance, trading gemstones, minerals, fertile soil, crops, and fish when we have it. They'll be trading timber, bigger prey, and minerals, and they're allowing us to visit their healing mineral spa." He chuckled at that last part. "I know that I'll be using it. Talk about stress, right?" He cleared his throat. Awkward, Arlo.

"At the end of the cave we went investigated, we found an abandoned village. It's clearly human made, but spacious, and well defended. I'll have a patrol go up there later to mark the path and bring back supplies to the cavern." He stated.

"I'm now moving on to a couple of warnings. I want to reinforce and announce the rule about Ziplines- they're only for adults and trained pebbleclaws. We recently had a close call, and I want everyone to be aware of it." He looked at Fraggle, his eyes speaking something towards 'I'm sorry I called you out', but it was definitely necessary. Finally, his gaze swept towards Cleopatra. "Our last announcement, and definitely not one I want to hand out, but if intolerable behavior continues, I will be handing out punishments and demotions." He raised his red eyes to the rest of the group. "Bullying, attacking, the like will not be tolerated. Understand I do not say this lightly, and hope I never have to mention it again."

Arlo's eyes shifted about the meeting once more, letting that last warning sink in, before continuing. "If no one has any questions, the meeting is dismissed."

TLDR
- No promotions or demotions, shout out to Fraggle and Aesior
- Announced titles:
[- Bloodstone for combatant
[- Cat's eye for spying
[- Howlite for someone who's adept at predicting / warning about attacks, invaders, or maybe someone who has good premonition skills
[- Lapis for medical knowledge outside of Fleshmenders
[- Amethyst for a well-performing Fleshmender
[- Phantom Quartz for a strategist, a thinker, a planner
- The finding of the village
- Frostblown alliance, trade gemstones and minerals, as well as fertile soil and some crops. receive timbers, big prey, and minerals. as well as the option to use their healing mineral spa
- Zipline rule reinforcement
- Warning about bullying / attacking clanmates

"speech"

The call of his own name certainly was a surprise to Fragglerock, whose attention had mostly been on Aesior at the time. The rabbit's ears perked up with interest as he heard that both himself and Aesior had received shoutouts, a smile coming to his muzzle. He happily called up to Arlo, his fluffy tail twitching behind him, "Thank you, Arlo!" He then turned his bright blue gaze towards Aesior once more, nudging his side against the other's before he spoke, "Good job too, Aesior!" He continued his usual enthusiastic tone, hoping that the good news and flow of information would ease Aesior's nerves somewhat.

The rest of the meeting was no less exciting, especially the part about titles. The naming convention was unique and interesting – at least in Frag's opinion – and he was excited to see if he could earn one in the future. The Frostblown alliance was good news, and the abandoned village was... interesting. Fragglerock still wasn't sure how he felt about it yet, honestly. It definitely presented opportunity for The Golden Eye as a whole, but it also sort of creeped him out. Perhaps it would get better once they were able to clean it up somewhat. The warning about the ziplines caused the boy to wince, but he also understood why it needed to be said quite well – after all, his incident never would've happened if he had known he wasn't allowed on them. And the final warning? Well, the rabbit couldn't deny that it brought a small smile to his face, although he held it back for the most part. His gaze drifted briefly towards Cleo, knowing very well who the warning was mostly directed towards, and why.