06-14-2024, 07:26 PM
Another soul stepped up to the plate with a warm smile. Montgomery offered a hesitant smile in return. Branwen's positivity was helpful in the moment, but it did not fix the displeasure of the rest. The canine merely ignored the rest as she spoke and noted her request. She wanted something hard, but the domestic feline did not have the size to perform the strength-related tasks. Maybe a task related to mental fortitude would do the trick? "I see," he mumbled to himself. He sat quietly for a moment. Upon finishing his thoughts, he spoke up. "Branwen, I want you to take some time to attend to any injured, elderly, or mothers. They would appreciate your youthful glow." Catering towards that sector was not always the easiest, nor the most desired job. It was often unsanitary, especially when viruses worked their way through the territory. Thankfully, for now, they were fine.
Sidra's called out from the crowd hesitantly and his gaze shifted over to the tigress. Unlike Branwen, they were much bigger. Their physicality could come in use. "If you wouldn't mind, grab some of the pelts we have and reinforce housing across the territory." It wasn't winter, but the taiga was still chilly, especially for the smaller members. He wanted to keep everyone satisfied the best he could before making any cuts.
As Mae spoke up, the archon sighed. Tasks weren't made to be fun. Montgomery would try his best to make them seem 'cool' for the youth, like Mae, but he could only do so much. Biting his tongue, he tried to think of something entertaining. He was coming up empty though. "We all have to do our part," he chided sternly. "You can focus on setting up tripwire at the edge of the territory." What he did not mention was his worry of enemies coming to attack them. They were clearly weak, hence vulnerable. The more they could prepare for an oncoming attack, the better they could retaliate. That did not mean the congregants would win though.
Sidra's called out from the crowd hesitantly and his gaze shifted over to the tigress. Unlike Branwen, they were much bigger. Their physicality could come in use. "If you wouldn't mind, grab some of the pelts we have and reinforce housing across the territory." It wasn't winter, but the taiga was still chilly, especially for the smaller members. He wanted to keep everyone satisfied the best he could before making any cuts.
As Mae spoke up, the archon sighed. Tasks weren't made to be fun. Montgomery would try his best to make them seem 'cool' for the youth, like Mae, but he could only do so much. Biting his tongue, he tried to think of something entertaining. He was coming up empty though. "We all have to do our part," he chided sternly. "You can focus on setting up tripwire at the edge of the territory." What he did not mention was his worry of enemies coming to attack them. They were clearly weak, hence vulnerable. The more they could prepare for an oncoming attack, the better they could retaliate. That did not mean the congregants would win though.
MONTGOMERY S. - ARCHON OF COG
"what have YOU done?"
✽ montgomery scarborough✽ archon (leader)
✽ congregants of genesis
✽ male, he/him
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