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☀ — just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
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Pierce hadn't attended a meeting in... a while, which did not look good in comparison to his perfect streak back in his very first clan. However, once he'd moved to Snowbound, he'd kind of gotten more distant from the clan and its traditions, and that wasn't a pattern he wanted to continue following in Sunhaven- it was like a second chance, in a new clan, with no Riddlersgame to fee guilty about, and he wasn't going to pass it up. So, when he heard Jeri's call for a meeting from outside his home, he'd been quick to set down his watering can down, call a quick, "I'm heading to the fountain, love!" into the open window to his young daughter, and hurry toward the already-gathering group of Sunhaveners to listen to what the leader had to say.
All in all, it was a rather simple meeting- welcomes, demotions, promotions, nothing really out of the ordinary. He had been present at the confirmation of their trial alliance with Snowbound, and he was planning to attend the mass meet and greet as well, but nothing else really jumped out at him. Which, honestly? He didn't mind. For once in his life, he didn't have anything to truly worry about, and for the time being, he was content with that. "Thanks for the welcome, Jeri! And congrats to everyone promoted." It'd been over a year since his last promotion - he had sat as his first clan's vice-leader for, what, a year and a half, and hadn't held a position since -, but he could still remember the rush of euphoria he'd felt every time he'd been noticed and praised by his leader.
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All in all, it was a rather simple meeting- welcomes, demotions, promotions, nothing really out of the ordinary. He had been present at the confirmation of their trial alliance with Snowbound, and he was planning to attend the mass meet and greet as well, but nothing else really jumped out at him. Which, honestly? He didn't mind. For once in his life, he didn't have anything to truly worry about, and for the time being, he was content with that. "Thanks for the welcome, Jeri! And congrats to everyone promoted." It'd been over a year since his last promotion - he had sat as his first clan's vice-leader for, what, a year and a half, and hadn't held a position since -, but he could still remember the rush of euphoria he'd felt every time he'd been noticed and praised by his leader.
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