Advancement - August 18th meeting

[madster]

when morgan first approached him with the idea, he had said something like 'what is this, boy scouts?' but had done his leader's bidding anyways. he would still go leaps and bounds if it meant making his beloved leader happy... and it meant proving his worth. he was not going to fade into obscurity like so many. he wasn't like anmia, or malkyn, or talia. he was going to stay. as long as he could. he had a firm grasp on life now, and he was going to make his mark. even if people didn't want him to. he'd leave his presence on tanglewood for eons.

the reason he was so damn determined was the fact that he had stayed up all night working on those damn scarves, and he was terribly sleep-deprived. still, he padded to the meeting, already wearing a scarf. he was glad he got a title- after all that work, he thought he should have gotten a best tangler award, or at least a most dedicated to morgan. still, he'd take what he could get, and he felt a manic grin spread onto his face. "thank you, morgan," he said, voice trembling slightly. "and.. congrats, everybody else."