03-11-2020, 10:15 PM
After giving the go-ahead for unconstrained speaking, he general's peripheral field sways in the vicinity of whoever's voice permeated the room. Initially, he directs his attention towards Selby Roux, yet it quickly became apparent that the sawbones had no words to claim as his own. Leroy believed that the feline would have notable thoughts to share, considering that he himself must have operated on Miller to quell the injuries afflicted by Vathmos, though this was evidently not the case. Instead, Feza is the first to articulate her mind. The hound first met her visage with a welcoming, curious expression - an expression that, however, shifted to a lukewarm state after her brief query was asked. Either the bright-pelted feline had never been informed about one of Tanglewood's most principal practices, or the fact of it simply slipped her mind. Regardless, the guardsman's oblivious question irked Leroy, and fortunately for her, Aurum was there to explain it and spare her from an impatient retort.
Unlike her hushed romantic partner, Moth possessed some words that needed saying, and was the next to speak. She begins touches upon the exile of Vathmos, and the fact that Snarl appeared to have been let off easy. The root cause of the injured chaser's wounds didn't fall on Vathmos' animosity, but Snarl's provoking, and this was something Leroy understood. However, even if Miller refrained from foolishly leaping in front of Vathmos, Snarl still would have been injured - and the fact of the matter remained that the exiled hyena would have committed the crime that achieved exile either way. The wolfhound continues to wait, allowing Aurum to voice his concerns. Howbeit, the proxy's words were noticeably meddled with by emotion, and since his approach came off as a 'well she started it' justification, Leroy doesn't consider his feedback as strongly as Moth's. And, due to Aurum proposing the exile of Snarl as well, the general could only meet his eyes with a sidelong glance.
"I thank the both of you for sharin' your thoughts," he voices sincerely, drawing in a deep breath to prepare for yet another spiel. "I'll just recap what'd happened, to keep is straightforward. Snarl was hostin' a bonfire - I dunno if she wanted it to be a public event or not, 'cause I wasn't there. I do know that she didn't want Vathmos there, but instead of genuinely requestin' that she take her leave, Snarl went on to hurl insults and bad names in Vathmos' way. This did not make the situation better." Once again, the leader's hues met Aurum's, though this time, it was done in a manner that was fair. His brows did not furrow, nor did they fall docile - it was a strenuous task for the male, but Leroy was attempting to speak neutrally and democratically. "At this point in time," he starts, his eyes still on Aurum, but also slightly diverting towards Feza, "it would have been most appropriate for any guardsman or above to alleviate the situation, perhaps even by forcing Snarl or Vathmos to move elsewhere. Literally nothing had been accomplished by any efforts that may or may not have been carried out to stop the yellin'. I ain't sayin' this to ridicule no one - this is just the facts."
He pauses for a moment, though briefly. He'd called everyone here to discuss the Pittians, but clearly this matter was also highly notable and required further discussion. "Now," he resumes, his voice neither harsh or soft, "Tanglewood was founded on flexibility, and for the past two years, it has remained that way. Everybody is allowed to act on their own accord, as long as it didn't involve breakin' one of our few rules. Snarl had the freedom to say whatever she pleased, and she acted on that. Vathmos had the choice to act rational: tellin' one of her higher-ups, leavin', or ignorin' Snarl. However, she chose not to act rational, and instead inflict harm on someone. And if it wasn't Miller she'd have harmed, it would've been Snarl."
"We cannot have Tanglers harmin' other Tanglers. That's our most important rule. 'No harming another Tangler without a proper reason'. And since Vathmos had a wide range of other options at her disposal, she had no proper reason to attack."
To be honest, Leroy was quite impressed with himself. Not only did he abstain from verbally abusing any one of the accused, but he also handled the matter at hand with relative maturity. A once-in-a-blue-moon occurrence, to be sure. "Moth, and Aurum, too," he speaks, "you both have expressed your concerns regarding Snarl not recievin' a fair punishment, and I agree. Of course, exile is completely out of the question. Both Vathmos and Miller were more involved in Miller's anguish than Snarl, and as such, she will not be held accountable for causing any pain. However, her constant goal of causing fights is inappropriate. I've spoken to her about it, and have officially informed her that she's on thin fuckin' ice, and has to cut it out with the insultin' or else she'll really get it. But this doesn't seem like enough to you guys - so, once more, I invite everyone to speak their minds in regards to an appropriate punishment. The matter pertaining to the Pittians must still be discussed, but feel no pressure. We have all night, after all."
Unlike her hushed romantic partner, Moth possessed some words that needed saying, and was the next to speak. She begins touches upon the exile of Vathmos, and the fact that Snarl appeared to have been let off easy. The root cause of the injured chaser's wounds didn't fall on Vathmos' animosity, but Snarl's provoking, and this was something Leroy understood. However, even if Miller refrained from foolishly leaping in front of Vathmos, Snarl still would have been injured - and the fact of the matter remained that the exiled hyena would have committed the crime that achieved exile either way. The wolfhound continues to wait, allowing Aurum to voice his concerns. Howbeit, the proxy's words were noticeably meddled with by emotion, and since his approach came off as a 'well she started it' justification, Leroy doesn't consider his feedback as strongly as Moth's. And, due to Aurum proposing the exile of Snarl as well, the general could only meet his eyes with a sidelong glance.
"I thank the both of you for sharin' your thoughts," he voices sincerely, drawing in a deep breath to prepare for yet another spiel. "I'll just recap what'd happened, to keep is straightforward. Snarl was hostin' a bonfire - I dunno if she wanted it to be a public event or not, 'cause I wasn't there. I do know that she didn't want Vathmos there, but instead of genuinely requestin' that she take her leave, Snarl went on to hurl insults and bad names in Vathmos' way. This did not make the situation better." Once again, the leader's hues met Aurum's, though this time, it was done in a manner that was fair. His brows did not furrow, nor did they fall docile - it was a strenuous task for the male, but Leroy was attempting to speak neutrally and democratically. "At this point in time," he starts, his eyes still on Aurum, but also slightly diverting towards Feza, "it would have been most appropriate for any guardsman or above to alleviate the situation, perhaps even by forcing Snarl or Vathmos to move elsewhere. Literally nothing had been accomplished by any efforts that may or may not have been carried out to stop the yellin'. I ain't sayin' this to ridicule no one - this is just the facts."
He pauses for a moment, though briefly. He'd called everyone here to discuss the Pittians, but clearly this matter was also highly notable and required further discussion. "Now," he resumes, his voice neither harsh or soft, "Tanglewood was founded on flexibility, and for the past two years, it has remained that way. Everybody is allowed to act on their own accord, as long as it didn't involve breakin' one of our few rules. Snarl had the freedom to say whatever she pleased, and she acted on that. Vathmos had the choice to act rational: tellin' one of her higher-ups, leavin', or ignorin' Snarl. However, she chose not to act rational, and instead inflict harm on someone. And if it wasn't Miller she'd have harmed, it would've been Snarl."
"We cannot have Tanglers harmin' other Tanglers. That's our most important rule. 'No harming another Tangler without a proper reason'. And since Vathmos had a wide range of other options at her disposal, she had no proper reason to attack."
To be honest, Leroy was quite impressed with himself. Not only did he abstain from verbally abusing any one of the accused, but he also handled the matter at hand with relative maturity. A once-in-a-blue-moon occurrence, to be sure. "Moth, and Aurum, too," he speaks, "you both have expressed your concerns regarding Snarl not recievin' a fair punishment, and I agree. Of course, exile is completely out of the question. Both Vathmos and Miller were more involved in Miller's anguish than Snarl, and as such, she will not be held accountable for causing any pain. However, her constant goal of causing fights is inappropriate. I've spoken to her about it, and have officially informed her that she's on thin fuckin' ice, and has to cut it out with the insultin' or else she'll really get it. But this doesn't seem like enough to you guys - so, once more, I invite everyone to speak their minds in regards to an appropriate punishment. The matter pertaining to the Pittians must still be discussed, but feel no pressure. We have all night, after all."