AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018

[london r.]

The term "meeting" was not foreign to the young girl, but in this context it was. London had no idea what was going on as more and more people came to gather around this lovely creature, one she had yet to ever see around before. Then again, she hadn't seen too many creatures at all in her lifetime anyway, and especially none as strange and alluring as a unicorn, only in storybooks. Taking a tentative seat among the crowd, the clouded leopard remained silent as the announcements were made.

London would begin to form an understanding for this new kind of meeting, it was basically just a time when everyone gathered to hear announcements by what she could only assume was their leader. At the mention of the typhoon, the girl's optics would travel down to the bandages on her chest, wondering if that incident may have a reason to "see them as enemies." Although, perhaps it was better that the unicorn hadn't written them off like that just yet, perhaps it was a misunderstanding. That woman probably wouldn't have hurt her if she knew that she was jeopardizing a future alliance. Surely that was it. The idea of camping was an interesting one, and London knew she wouldn't be opposed to it, in fact, the youthful clouded leopard was rather excited for it.