11-21-2020, 11:39 PM
SOOTHSAYER ❝ ROAN ❞ THE TYPHOON
The meeting was mostly uneventful, although Roan had to admit that he was surprised by the sound of his and Michael's name leaving his cousin's mouth. It wasn't that he hadn't thought they were being helpful lately – he had been trying his best and he knew Michael had been as well – but praise was still a surprise to the young soothsayer. The news of Lawkit's demotion was unsurprising, although disappointing as well. Truly, Roan had been looking forward to teaching the other a lot of what he knew. Regardless, the zombified feline allowed his fur to lay flat before he spoke, "Thank you for the shout out, Goldie. And congratulations, Torsten." He nodded towards his sibling's direction, a faint smile coming to his muzzle as he heard the various congratulations around him. He enjoyed his hard work being recognized, and honestly didn't mind that both himself and Michael had nowhere else to go at the moment. He considered that a good thing, since them having anywhere to go would mean that Goldie was no longer leader, and that wasn't something Roan wanted. Even if he knew his mama would do a good job, Goldie had been leader his entire life, and such a change... it seemed impossible.
Michael, meanwhile, seemed just as surprised by the shout out, the bobcat's ears perking up and a small smile curling onto his muzzle. He was glad to hear that he had been doing well, considering how nervous he had initially felt about the position. After all, he had never exactly been in a traditional hierarchy. With a warm sense of accomplishment lingering in his chest, the dealer muttered his thanks, "Ah, thanks for the shout out! And the congratulations..." He then glanced around, seeing that both Torsten and Keona had already offered to accompany Goldie. That was a relief for him, considering he tried to avoid the group at all costs. Still, he felt as though he should offer something, so he looked up to Goldie and spoke, "Well, I'd offer to go with you, but it looks like I've been beaten to the punch... hey, maybe I could go and check in with Elysium? I'm guessing you'll get any info you really need from Tanglewood themselves, but in case something is really wrong and you don't, for some reason, Elysium might know something." Not to mention those new leaders that the group had. It seemed like a good idea to check up on them, considering Rox hadn't exactly gotten a good first impression, and Roan had gone so far as to try and shock them.
Michael, meanwhile, seemed just as surprised by the shout out, the bobcat's ears perking up and a small smile curling onto his muzzle. He was glad to hear that he had been doing well, considering how nervous he had initially felt about the position. After all, he had never exactly been in a traditional hierarchy. With a warm sense of accomplishment lingering in his chest, the dealer muttered his thanks, "Ah, thanks for the shout out! And the congratulations..." He then glanced around, seeing that both Torsten and Keona had already offered to accompany Goldie. That was a relief for him, considering he tried to avoid the group at all costs. Still, he felt as though he should offer something, so he looked up to Goldie and spoke, "Well, I'd offer to go with you, but it looks like I've been beaten to the punch... hey, maybe I could go and check in with Elysium? I'm guessing you'll get any info you really need from Tanglewood themselves, but in case something is really wrong and you don't, for some reason, Elysium might know something." Not to mention those new leaders that the group had. It seemed like a good idea to check up on them, considering Rox hadn't exactly gotten a good first impression, and Roan had gone so far as to try and shock them.
DON'T ASK FOR HELP, YOU'RE ALL ALONE
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!
— Reggan
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