The idea of a party within the Coalition was pretty foreign, at least to Arvid. That wasn't to say that things were constantly dour upsetting within the Coalition. Rather, the pup had just joined at a rather unpleasant time, with the main camp having just been wrecked by a massive mudslide. The group as a whole had thankfully managed to recover fairly quickly, but needless to say, they hadn't exactly been partying for quite a while. So, when the dire wolf had spotted Sojourn moving around camp, putting up decorations, he had been rather intrigued. Especially considering she was putting up winter-looking decorations, when summer was seemingly just around the corner. Still, it wasn't as of Arvid was going to stop her, since he valued his life enough to not question the kingpin. Not to mention the fact that she seemed to like him somewhat, and he wanted to keep things that way. Sojourn's respect – or at the very least, her tolerance – seemed to be pretty hard to obtain, and the young scientist was glad that he had managed to impress. That didn't mean he had been expecting any kind of promotion, though.

The call for attention from Sojourn was what drew Arvid over, the dire wolf eventually heading over to settle down beside Saturn. The news of a feast caused a grin to spread over the male's muzzle, and he found himself muttering, "Hell yeah... I'd never say no to some good food." The stuff that came after that, however, was what caused the boy to practically light up. His tail wagged behind him as the announcement of a new rank was brought up, and a long list of names followed. A long list that included him. He was a thane. Hell yes. Sure, it wasn't the most important rank in the world just yet, but he was fine with that. He was just glad to be acknowledged, and he was certainly glad that he had managed to show his worth to Sojourn in some way. With a pleased little smirk on his face, Arvid spoke up so that he could be heard, "Thanks, Sojourn. I'll be sure to work hard." He wasn't entirely sure what his new rank entailed – or if it was merely a title, meant to be held until you moved on to bigger things – but he wasn't about to complain, or disappoint.

Of course, Arvid was also pretty glad to hear about the others that had been promoted, as well. He didn't mind Anthemtalon, and pretty much liked everybody else that had been promoted. Saturn was of particular note, of course, since the other was like a father to him. Aphra was a bitch, sure, but she also deserved the promotion, so he was glad for her as well. With all of this in mind, Arvid briefly moved to press himself into Saturn's side in greeting, muttering to them, "Congrats, Saturn. I'm sure you'll do great... I'll be back in a moment." With his tail still wagging behind him, he then followed after Sojourn towards the pub, questioning as he did so, "Hey... just to make sure I'm right... our targets as of now are The Typhoon and The Palm Glades, right? I just want to make sure, since I've got some... things in mind." He had been looking for larger targets to test his poisons on, and enemies seemed like pretty good test subjects, at least in his opinion. After all, the poisons were intended to be used on them eventually, so why couldn't they be involved in the testing process as well?

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── Or took three or so times but finally, Angel was rather intrigued by one of the many meetings that the Kingpin called. The sting of his family up and leaving him with their ungrateful traitor of a father, or so he was starting to formulate in his head as time went on and his heart got that much more resentful, had begun to subside and he had not been cannibalized by the mad queen since the incident involving the statues. Life was good, it was good indeed. The decorations Sojourn had put together were simply breathtaking, really, the gently sparkling of ice reflected off his light colored eyes, nearly missing the actual point of the call.

Of course, while the food was also rather interesting and he did plan to enjoy himself, Angel’s ears perked up at the mention of promotions, and very visibly pleased with himself when his own name was one of the many listed. Alongside many others that he was more than happy to congratulate. He was in a decent enough mood to even have the potential to congratulate Aphra, but from a distance. Like an acquaintance.

”Warlord, fascinating.” Angel said simply, though with a genuine tone of positivity towards his mother, moving on quickly as he hardly expected a response. No, no, who he was looking for was the flower power duo, he’d expected Saturn would want to say something. Not that Saturn or Byriath were hard to find.

”Because I bet you’re so cold.” Angelembrace said quietly to Byriath, sliding up to the side of the Guru as if he’d just appeared out of thin air, raising his brow with an unusual sly grin upon his spotted face. Not unwelcome, surely, but he just hadn’t smiled like he meant it in quite some time now, at least quite some time for a kid.