04-07-2018, 10:24 AM
[font=trebuchet ms]/casually slides in a week late
The parrot's squawking irritated the jackal's good ear so much that he almost couldn't discern what she was even trying to say. However, one "meeting" escaped from the cacophony and reached his brain- and so he stood up, sighed, and headed towards the aquarium tunnel after the others. He wasn't entirely sure what Pincher or Daphne would want, but it would only benefit him to know what was going on.
As he came in and stood beside Amaranth, he couldn't help but stare at the outside walls and the aquatic creatures beyond them. It was almost terrifying, being surrounded by so much water- not that he couldn't handle it, but his younger self likely would have freaked out. Pincher's voice, however, interrupted his thoughts, and he turned to listen.
Shout-outs to reward excellence were actually a decent idea, now that he thought about it; the pack could really have used such a tradition, to differentiate the best of the best. As Paper heard his own name called, however, his eyes widened. "Initiative" was almost amusing given that he'd been the last one to arrive, but even outside of his late arrival... did he really deserve that kind of credit? Stifling his doubt for the moment, the jackal nodded, and muttered, "Thanks." As the Doberman continued with his spiel, Paper internally noted that high position tryouts and Tanglewood raids would be worth looking into, but paid little heed to the rest.
Then it came time for introductions. After waiting for Iosef to finish, the jackal said, "I'm Papercutter. And I used to live in the desert, so being near water is kinda weird for me too." "Kinda weird" was an understatement, but he didn't need to go on and on and on about it.
The parrot's squawking irritated the jackal's good ear so much that he almost couldn't discern what she was even trying to say. However, one "meeting" escaped from the cacophony and reached his brain- and so he stood up, sighed, and headed towards the aquarium tunnel after the others. He wasn't entirely sure what Pincher or Daphne would want, but it would only benefit him to know what was going on.
As he came in and stood beside Amaranth, he couldn't help but stare at the outside walls and the aquatic creatures beyond them. It was almost terrifying, being surrounded by so much water- not that he couldn't handle it, but his younger self likely would have freaked out. Pincher's voice, however, interrupted his thoughts, and he turned to listen.
Shout-outs to reward excellence were actually a decent idea, now that he thought about it; the pack could really have used such a tradition, to differentiate the best of the best. As Paper heard his own name called, however, his eyes widened. "Initiative" was almost amusing given that he'd been the last one to arrive, but even outside of his late arrival... did he really deserve that kind of credit? Stifling his doubt for the moment, the jackal nodded, and muttered, "Thanks." As the Doberman continued with his spiel, Paper internally noted that high position tryouts and Tanglewood raids would be worth looking into, but paid little heed to the rest.
Then it came time for introductions. After waiting for Iosef to finish, the jackal said, "I'm Papercutter. And I used to live in the desert, so being near water is kinda weird for me too." "Kinda weird" was an understatement, but he didn't need to go on and on and on about it.
[font=trebuchet ms]some weirdo