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

[Leigh]

His stomach lurched as Killua spoke out in protest against the recent attacks. Leigh was fully aware of the attack on London. He had been wanting to save this talk for after everything was out of the way, but seeing as it had been brought up early it would be easier to go through with it instead. His ears flattened once the young male had finished speaking, and he cast a sorrowful glance towards London. "I am aware of the recent attack and I'm sorry..." he began. "But we can't jump to conclusions and retaliate. I'll be damned if I risk any of you on the possibility Typhoon had purposefully attacked us. I'm already preparing to visit them and hopefully speak with their leader and get things cleared up. Whether or not we may be facing a to-be enemy- I don't know." His worst fear was adopting an enemy, especially when they had injured clanmates. He let his gaze trail over everyone who had gathered. "But it will be dealt with. I promise." Once again, he would let his clanmates speak if they wished, offer their own insight on the matter, before he would move on to rank announcements.

"The last bit of business to take care of are the ranks. If you will accept this, Jacob, I'm promoting you to Frosthealer. I've seen your work with medicine and I think you would be a wonderful start to our medical team. Killua, you're young, but you work hard and I admire your passion for your clanmates and your home. If you'll accept to put up with me, I'd like you to be my Snowseeker, my second-in-command." Leigh paused, looking hopefully at the first two to be promoted. He'd wait for their reactions before continuing. "Lastly, Jerseyboy, Ivylee, and Cry, you've been great lately- welcoming joiners and keeping the peace- and I want to promote all three of you to Lionhearts. I know you'll make Snowbound proud." Jersey was dependable. Maybe a little rough around the edges, but Leigh liked him. Ivylee showed real promise, despite her age. Cry was even more curious-er than the other two, he thinks, but he has faith in the little bird. For now, this would be their little ragtag set of positions. "I want to thank everyone for their hard work and friendliness. I'll be looking forward to seeing you all more. And Jacob-" He let his warm gaze lock onto the male. "Whenever you see fit, feel free to set up some Tenderfoot tryouts. When you decide on your apprentice, report to me." Taking a breath, he looked back out to everyone. "If anyone has anything they want to add, do it now. Otherwise, meeting dismissed."

"SPEECH"

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