Our universe was // meeting 5/5 // clothed in light

[Sympathy]

GHOST OF SPARTA

kratos — male — snowbound — hard

This was very very new to the grolar bear. What was initially a useless call to meeting to the male, he had reluctantly made his way over to the gathering crowd, keeping off to the side by himself. Soon, though, hearing Jacob's words, he learned that such meetings here were oddly normal. This kind of structure that made up their... tribe... as they called it, was different compared to his growing up in Greece. They had been more civilized in a sense, keeping mostly to themselves. The only time they had ever had meetings was for those in strategic or warbound ranks- devising plans and ways to counter an enemy attack, or forge one of their own. All this talk of positions and adding new ranks and parties and such- that was new and Kratos was unsure what to make of it. He would listen absentmindedly, only letting his gaze flick up to Jacob as he heard his name amongst a few unknown others to be welcomed. He remained quiet however, finding no reason to speak.
"SPEECH"

#psychosocial.