MONTHLY MEETING [OCTOBER 2020]

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♛ GAEL Ó BROIN

The previous gathering had left the vulpine wary of the next -- wholly uninterested in the outbreak of arrogance and violence that had occurred. Nonetheless, he arrived without a word, quietly taking his seat beneath the Pitt's stone.

The pirate captain appeared to be present this time; both an interesting change and unfortunate -- Gael knew his daughter would soon be behind him, as the stubborn girl she was.  It would not help, the vulpine mused, the tigress had armed herself, but what else should they expect from a pirate?

He resisted a heavy sigh; ear flicking in acknowledgement to one of his clanmates' presence.

The Ardent had never been a particularly social creature.  He simply valued the knowledge and insight gatherings presented, though the idle thought of seeing family did cross his mind.  Of course, he would speak, should he be spoken to.  In the meantime, he would sit and listen.

"I AM A STONE" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / ardent / lamby