MONTHLY MEETING [ FEBRUARY 2023 ]

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They had no clue what a monthly meeting is or where it was, but led by another, the unnamed being walked with their head forward and eyes blankly staring. The two were the first to arrive, unsurprisingly, to the crater. For a moment, their dull hues looked up at the large tree within it's center. Was that... curiosity? The plain white serval did not know. Nor did they care. Even so, the tree before them was one to be admired. Maybe not by them, but the others who were soon to come.

After being told to sit patiently by the kind escort who led them here, the strange being sat down where The Pitt usually gathered. They were probably not going to mingle.

[Casphian]

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You picked me like a flower, didn't expect the thorns! -- Ice Cream cat. Quatermaster of the Typhoon.

Sorbet trudged along the path that lead towards the gathering area for the monthly meetings. All the way he complained under his breath about how he had to leave the sanctuary of his home and had to come to this stupid meeting and see these stupid creatures. He hated this. Sorbet had better things to be doing right now.

Finally the feline spotted the large tree and headed closer to it, find a spot further away from the two who were already there and plopping down onto the ground. He lifted a paw and slid his tongue across the fur before running it over his head.

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attack in #C3B1E1. -- You say that I'm too frigid, didn't know what you were in for!

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[Kiara Kokytos]

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

the female strolled over after the typhoonians, hostility still surrounding the air. the female was tense, optics narrowed. the battle hadn't gone forgotten such easily and the sin haughtily padded past sorbet, choosign a spot by herself, smiling at some fellow tanglewoodians that arrived after her.

[LUCINDER XIU]

EVERY OCCASION HAS ITS DISCUSSION—


the hotheaded son of the fallen stormed after the reaper, flames bursting a warning shot along his back. he followed after the sin, sitting and hunching his back, turnng away from their enemy. he didn't know how aesior expected them to act all lovey dovey with ones they had just fought again, but he would be here just for the news. if a scrap happened, so be it.


—AND EVERY GENERATION HAS ITS MEN

"SPEECH"

ROUND UP YOUR SOLDIERS, QUEEN—
lucinder x — tanglewood — 2 years & 5 months
[color=#C178B7]—BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT THEY CALL STRENGTH

[JORMUNGAND Di ANGELO]

JORMUNGAND

male — the Pitt — bio — pinterest board

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jormungand padded into the clearing, head low. he sensed tension between the typhoon and tanglewood, but having no idea what had happened, could make no comment. lucinder seemed furious and he flicked his tail, chuckling to himself. how silly, political affairs did not really matter to him unless it involved the pitt.

#psychosocial.

[LOKI FLÓKI]

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LOKI FLÓKI — 1 year / cutie pie — bio

she trotted in after sorbet, shrinking in on herself at kiara and lucinder's scowl, pressing tighter against her uncle's belly fur. blinkign at her surroundings she sat down next to him with a wide grin. she had to put on a brave face for the public.

— CHOCOLATE CHIPS ON MY STRACCIATELLA

[SETHIRAM]

Sweet dreams are made of this,
Who am I, to disagree?

The serval pushed past the tanglers as she approached the clearing, bandaging covering part of her muzzle and her left eye, stained with fresh blood. Her good eye found Sorbet and stared, ear flicking. Red turned away and looked at Lucinder, giving him a muffled snarl.

But as she found a spot near him, her glare traveled back to Sorbet, ignoring the whelp sitting with him. Her green eye glinted with anger, her stare saying i want you dead.

— Reggan

[Seven]

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I'M MEANER THAN MY DEMONS,

A dreadful exhale left the tigress as she was led into the clearing, hearing the uncomfortable silence and seeing the many outlines of strangers and friends alike. Her blind eyes rolled over the pittians and kept her attention on the pirates and swamp folk.

Sitting down in her own little spot, she chuffed. What a wonderful start to the month.

I'M BIGGER THAN THESE BONES!
[ speech ] | [ Bengal Tiger ] | [ appearance ]

@/teef

[Romulus]

ROMULUS MALUS - KINGPIN - COTC

Romulus Malus was completely unaware of the recent tensions between Tanglewood and The Typhoon. In fact, they were allies for the longest time. He assumed they were fine and dandy. Neutrality was important with the kingpin, especially between two of the longest thriving and biggest groups. Even so, it appeared he would either have to pick a side or succumb to silence soon. Even so, cluelessness kept him from being silent as he arrived into the meeting. Only when Lucinder's flames shot down their back did he pull back physically and offer a glance sideways towards the other Coalitioners following nearby.

As periwinkle eyes ran over the crowd, Romulus started to notice scowls and smirks being exchanged across the board. New wounds appeared on familiar faces, while others seemed to be flexing their superiority. One female even appeared to be missing an eye. Something, obviously, had to be up.

Cautious paws led him away from going to the front of the crowd and instead he stopped at the crater's border. Swallowing, he raised his head up to present a confident identity to the others. Over time, Romulus had grown used to being a leader, but always was worried in the face of tension. Instead, he let a façade push him forth. "It appears no one has spoken up yet," the leader noted. "So I will."

The kingpin looked at the crowd, picking out faces he had seen before. Jormungand was someone he was going to prominently ignore due to their past, leaving The Pitt unable to be discussed with at the moment. Instead, he turned his attention on the other two groups: Tanglewood and The Typhoon. "How have been your groups been fairing?" came the question of the night.

[Kiara Kokytos]

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

the malus sauntered in, all high and mighty in his kingpin glory. she watched him shrink back from lucinder's fire, and a small chuckle slipped from the sin's maw. he scanned the clearing, ignoring jormungand and thus the pitt, and addressed tanglewood and the typhoon instead. she tilted her head, waiting a moment, allowing the wounds that only showed up on tanglewood and typhoonians to sink into the kingpin's numbskull brain. "in case you haven't noticed, romulus," she began, "tensions have been high between us and the typhoon. i thought it was rather evident, and that you didn't have to formally address the elephant in the room." she didn't have much care for his status, she only respected tanglewood. the wounds she were sporting weren't thin, either, someone had done damage to her back and try as she might she was having difficulty keeping her side from occasionally spilling her lifeblood.