SUGARPLUM LOVE — MEETING 7.15.18

[rochelle]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 550px; padding-bottom: 17px; overflow: stretch; border-bottom: 2px dashed;"]Meetings had always been a favorite of hers. They were essential to the health and flow of the group, and without them, members could be left in the dark. There was the social aspect she appreciated too, being able to see the entirety of the group and discuss changes in an open area. Some might feel energized by a meeting, but rather Rochelle was calmed by them. There was this ... thumping in her heart, though. The reminder of the last meeting she had been to. She could faintly recall standing before her group mates, announcing changes and events, her disposition calm and serious. She never gave them a clue of her fears, never let them in on her doubts of being there, her wishes to leave.

The wolf almost expected to have those feelings rush back at her, but instead, she felt warm, a piece of serenity cleansing her mind. There was no more to fear of her former life, just what she had now. And there was little that she possessed, so she had to work with it. Following the other crewmembers into the dome, she kept her head tilited upwards, a distant light in her eyes, listening to the announcements of Pincher. "Thank you for the welcome ..." She murmured, her voice as per usual strong but refined, warm eyes glinting up at the Captain before tracking around the crowd for those promoted. "And congratulations to everyone promoted." Rochelle hummed ardently, lapsing into silence to observe her fellow crewmates. It had been a pleasant time in the Typhoon already, and the wolf definitely noted the colorful display of characters that inhabited the island, she was anxious to see their reactions to all of the announcements.