MONTHLY MEETING [ JANUARY 2023 ]

[Romulus]

ROMULUS MALUS - KINGPIN - COTC

Since their last meeting in October, somethings were beginning to change. Romulus could feel the tensions rising between groups. Their lack of communication and meeting with one another left him feeling uneasy, but he was adamant on continuing things the way they were to continue the peace. After all, the Coalition of the Condemned was no longer warbound. They were peaceful under his rule. So, in turn, the leader requested to host their next meeting.

With the green beam coming from the gem on the stonehenge as he paraded through it's entrance and snow cascading onto the fields, Romulus found himself wandering into the tree's crater with eyes wide. No one else had shown up yet to his disappointment, but that was of his own fault. Per usual, he showed up early. Instead of throwing his head about and grumbling underneath his breath, his calm personality just led him forward to the tree's roots.

A huff left the kingpin. His behind plopped down onto a dry area underneath the tree's cover. He watched as white flakes floated downwards in the distance, avoiding the crater due to the many branches that covered the area. It was a fascinating sight. To be so lush and dense enough to cover an entire area was an impressive feat. The interesting thought, seemingly silly in the moment, caused him to snort. Deep thoughts about a tree? Really?

[SHERBET]

The rainbow sherbet tabby had spent most of his travel time to the meeting stumbling through the greenery that was left during the winter, and feeling the tips of his perpetually melting fur freeze. Finally, seeing the meeting place in site, the feline sighed in relief and held himself high, having stepped into his leadership role more comfortably.

Gingerly, he picked his way to sit a bit away's from the lion (he refused to acknowledge how short he felt next to the big feline), "Ello', lovely day for a meeting." The Captain tipped his head in greeting, his paws already kneading the ground to warm it.

The feline hummed teasingly, "I grew too used to the sand. I hardly remember how to survive or even walk through anything else now."

[glow=silver,2,300]destiny is moving[/glow] — ?
#psy.

[JOSIAH F.]

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I'M GOING TO MAKE IT HURT -

It'd been too long without a monthly meeting, though Josiah's group had no honest need to join in with the communications, intel was intel, and by god was intel important. And the glowing gems above the meeting place made him wonder, truly, about his group's placing. Hunkered down at the top of the crater, hidden by snow-laden bushes and foliage, his near white form watched. All about intel.

// Just lurking, this is essentially a tracking post //

[sub][W]isker[/sub]

[aesior]

and they saw trouble in my eyes
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

It had been far too long since there had been any meetings held. Perhaps they'd all grown too non-compliant for them to happen. In his defense, he'd been horribly ill for the past few months. Puffing out a low exhale of air, he stepped through the building snow and down into the crater under the archway that signaled Tanglewood, lifting his head as the gem added it's own light to the other two. Only the Pitt remained it seemed. Coughing as he walked forward, the tabby tom kept his gaze ahead, watching the snowflakes trace their way down. Shrugging his fur cloak closer to himself, the Luminary would join his fellows with a friendly nod of his head. If it was required of him to speak, then he would take a different form.

//short intro sorry!

they were quick to recognize the devil in me.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- luminary.

credit @/teef

[Kold]

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YOU SHOULD HAVE LEARNED BY NOW - I'LL BURN THIS WHOLE WORLD DOWN!

The Councilwoman was not in the right mind for any meetings, let alone a monthly one. But she wouldn't allow something like her own mental state to stop her from at least attending. The wolf-rottie passed under the archway for The Pitt, snow melting under hot paws. Her eerie black gaze looked over the three -- all leaders, as she followed down to the crater. Shaking her fur of fresh snow, she stopped nearby. "Happy New Year." Was all she could muster, voice mild. 

Kold Darcia Ní Broin - Pitt - Marauder

[sup]© tikki[/sup]

[Kiara Kokytos]

KIARA KOKYTOS
- reaper of tanglewood
- two ( 2 ) years physically
- coyote
- fallen Sin of Greed

she oadded after aesior, looking around the clearing for any animals she recognised. none that she knew, so the reaper sat down a ways away from the luminary, making herself comfortable.

//tracking post

[JORMUNGAND Di ANGELO]

JORMUNGAND

male — the Pitt — bio — pinterest board

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IC TEXT | IC opinions only

one of the first pittians to arrive he found kold. she didn't look well, and that concerned him. he made his way next to her and sat down, gently resting his tail on her back. "hey, are you okay, kold?" his voice was quiet. just to check how his daughter was doing - he had fully embraced her as his child and it pained him to see her or anyone close to him like this.

#psychosocial.

[INFERNO CIPHER-VANTAS]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ —  ɪɴꜰᴇʀɴᴏ | ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴄʀᴏᴡ ᴇꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴀʙʏ | ᴄɪᴘʜᴇʀ-ᴠᴀɴᴛᴀꜱ | ʙɪᴏ



ɪᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ | ɪᴄ ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴꜱ

she quickly followed her uncle and watched him step up on the stones, a small laugh bursting from her maw. she wanted to be up there too, some day. she watched more animals take their rightful places, optics lingering on a golden-pelted coyote sitting quite by herself. her optics swirled colors, intrigue dancing in them. she looked like inferno a little bit, with a haughty look in her bright orbs. inferno looked around - jormungand sitting next to an unknown female. wasn't he technically her relative or something? no, just step-family, she supposed. she sat down right where she was and looked around.





ᴏᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ!




"ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ"

[ASMODEUS DI-ANGELO]

"natus vincere" ✭ asmodeus ── he trailed in after his father and saw kold the same time he did. she wasn't his problem though, she might be his step-sibling but it didn't really matter to him. spotting inferno a distance away from them he padded over with a small shrug and a nod at the female, who observed him as he sat down next to her.

"speech"

[LOKI FLÓKI]

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LOKI FLÓKI — 1 year / cutie pie — bio

whilst her father had been struggling through the terrain loki had been happily bounding in front of him, youthful energy backing her every step. that was until she burst into the clearing and felt herself freeze. she stopped in her tracks and cursed silently. move, loki. move. she forced her paws to step before her father could run her over and hopped over to sit very close to a bush.

— CHOCOLATE CHIPS ON MY STRACCIATELLA