01-08-2020, 05:05 PM
The ocelot padded over, fully intrigued. As his first meeting, it would be a perfect opportunity to immerse himself in the politics, assuming there was much to be immersed in. Regardless, he awaited knowledge of the happenings of both this clan and the world greatly, whether or not those happenings were anything to be interested in. Knowledge was power, after all. So he sat patiently, looking at the leader with dangerously curious silver eyes, tapping the ground with a claw impatiently.
tags - "speech"