08-11-2018, 03:27 AM
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— One of the first things he had to sort out now that he was leader was alliances. From what he could tell, the Vale's only alliance had been with Snowbound and everyone else was neutral. He could work with that, it'd help him focus on cultivating the alliance at least. But damn, he needed to work on networking; nobody knew who they were. Maybe that had been fine for Videogames, the man had seemed wary of outsiders but that way of life seemed boring to Lemy. Regardless, the whole political aspect of being a leader was why Lemy was currently traveling to Snowbound. But man, these Snowbounders sure had it rough. Who would want to live in the freezing cold? Lemy pulled his cloak closer to his body, suppressing a shiver. He guessed he shouldn't complain though, a little inconvenience was fine in order not to lose the alliance.
Lemy set the gift basket he was carrying down on the snow upon reaching the border. The tomcat released an inaudible sigh as he rolled his neck to get rid of any cricks. After he was done, he took a deep breath. "Hiya hiya! I'm from Moonlight Vale - I've brought gifts and news!" He called out with a smile, tail wrapping around his paws as he sat down. He pushed the gift basket closer to the border, filled to the brim with items ranging from fresh-kill, human foods, accessories, some herbs he had snatched from the shaman's room, and his personal favorite, weapons. Those were neatly covered with cloth so people wouldn't accidentally hurt themselves on the sharp edges.
Lemy set the gift basket he was carrying down on the snow upon reaching the border. The tomcat released an inaudible sigh as he rolled his neck to get rid of any cricks. After he was done, he took a deep breath. "Hiya hiya! I'm from Moonlight Vale - I've brought gifts and news!" He called out with a smile, tail wrapping around his paws as he sat down. He pushed the gift basket closer to the border, filled to the brim with items ranging from fresh-kill, human foods, accessories, some herbs he had snatched from the shaman's room, and his personal favorite, weapons. Those were neatly covered with cloth so people wouldn't accidentally hurt themselves on the sharp edges.