shut it up - [MEETING, headcount]

[rhosmari]

AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS

BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN

AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN

elsweyr — tanglewood — three years

There was anger in her gaze, disgust in her heart at just seeing him. The mere fact that he thought he was allowed to call them to the statue and demand that they listened to his words. But she was not vocal about it, for they all knew how she felt about the situation at hand. She hated them with everything that she ever had because she was not one for oppressive rule. Especially one led by someone that was too arrogant to see past his now nose. That would be his downfall and rather he realized that before it was too late was yet to be seen. But she was ready to take him down, she was ready to sink her claws into his throat just as he had put his disgusting fangs into her own. She wanted to make him writhe in pain and she felt the fur along her spine lifting up as her muzzle curled with distaste. With little care she shoved her way past some of the Wanders that had already gathered, eyes focused solely on the want to be leader, the croc skull hiding her face as the wild woman sat down and curled her tail around her paws. Her eyes were shadowed but the fire that glowed within them was visibly seen through the sockets of the skull she wore over her head. Heat seemed to weaver around her body as she lifted her head up and solely focused on the point of her anger. The lion before her though she didn't say anything and did not move. What could he even possibly have to say to them that they would even bother with listening to?