FEED ME, SEYMOUR / MEETING - Printable Version

[glow=#000,1,400]I WISH I COULD ESCAPE, I DON'T WANNA FAKE IT ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

There was a blizzard tonight and he had to go into hiding for that time although, once it all passed over did the large ebony hued male step out from his temporary lair that was located down below. He made his way to the center of the camp with a slow nod of his cranium "GATHER FOR A MEETING." He would take a seat with loads of snow in between the spikes on his spine and a few snowflakes sprinkled over his whole body. He would continue with the meeting itself once some of his clanmates actually gathered forward.

/ first part of the meeting, sorry it's short y'all [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]

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— penelope "pen" luane | virtue of diligence | the blackguard —

Pen kept an eye on the outside as the weather turned, fascinated with the very concept of snow storms. Cold as it was though, she found herself locked inside until the end, somewhat disappointed her fur was not thick enough to withstand such a weather event. With her tail flicking, the pastel torbie blinked as Kliment's voice reached her ever-alert ears.

She grinned as she bounded towards the sound, waving her tail in friendly greeting as she found a seat, crossing her eyes as she discovered a stray snowflake on her nose.

— WHAT'S UP DANGER? —