STAY GOLDEN : meeting, 11.01

[emil]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]meetings were still new to loverboy. he wasn't used to being in such a large group, gathered before an important person. they were all eating supper when moon climbed to the platform and called out to them; he promptly ceased conversation with the stranger beside him and focused warm brown eyes upon the lion standing before him, addressing the whole of the ascendants.

while he was sure what was being said was very important, the boy found himself focusing more on the way moon looked. sickly, exhausted; quite awful, if he was being honest. a pang of worry hit him. moon seemed anything but well, and yet there he stood, doing his job despite it all. love couldn't imagine the stress of being leader. too much responsibility, too many people relying on him to be able to function properly. he admired moon for doing so well under the pressure of what he assumed was a flu-like sickness or simply the stress of his duties.

the mention of medics being needed snapped him out of his thoughts, and then the meeting was over before he could gather himself. loverboy sat up quickly and called to moon as he departed,"i'm interested, i can help." whether his words fell on deaf ears he didn't know, but something told him moon was not looking for someone to tag along back to his room. a small frown tugged at the panther's lips as he settled back down, returning to his meal with a stomach twisting with worry.