MEETING | I AM RUNNING THIS BITCH, YOU ARE JUST A DOG WALKER

[ninazu]

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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU

Sitting back, the lioness watched the Pittians for a moment – her followers, with her shoulders bearing the weight of guiding their nefarious gang. Thus far, the followed her to ripping into the Rosebloods; they fell into place with her plans perfectly, executing her orders and drawing the noose closer around their enemy’s neck with every successful mission. As she looked at them now, even with their smaller numbers with so many hiding away from the winter night’s chill in the desert, she saw a few that stood out.

“As there are no questions… everyone’s favorite part, promotions,” Ninazu stated, her tongue clicking at the end. “Stryker, Cosette, Lucky, and Rhiannon… without the four of you, the Pitt would not be what it is now. I appreciate your dedication,” she said with a small nod, her golden eyes seeking them out in the crowd.

“I’d like Lucky to step up as one of my marauders. You’ve proven your knack for warfare – keep up the violence,” she said, looking at the hellhound. While Ninazu never trusted anyone, Lucky proved reliable for throwing shade at the other groups, in his own token style. “And Rhiannon… I want you as our second erudite. You might not be fully trained yet, but Cosette and I are available if you need additional instructions,” she said, ears flicking. The ex-slave certainly applied herself in their medical lessons thus far, and Ninazu liked her lieutenants to have the will to push through their own problems. Rhia, even with her former lack of status, showed fit in with the ruthlessness the Pitt demanded of its higher ranks.

“If there are no comments, then meeting dismissed,” she finished with a wave of her paw.

[member=3015]LUCKY[/member] [member=3077]RHIANNON[/member]

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