HURTS LIKE HELL ♡ MEETING [1/2]

[Simon F.M.]

Diya was aware when she awoke that morning that her fiancee wasn't curled in bed with her. Worry had stricken her heart but she had tapped it down, knowing that Roxanne was still processing. She would lay there, occasionally rising to check on their little ones, while she waited for the short feline to return. She was beginning to worry again, beginning to contemplate going after her, when the meeting horn sounded.

Diya went and awoke her children, gathering them up and herding them towards where the meeting would be held. She would settle next to Torsten, Aveline settled next to them as well. Diya would lift her head to look up at Roxanne, a loving smile settling on her maw. She understood the pain that rippled through the Typhoon, she felt it in her own heart, but she also felt pride for her love. "Look at you, sitting all pretty up on that throne, darlin'!"

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Frankie had no clue what was going on and, honestly, he didn't really care. He hadn't known Goldie really but, he knew it made his Papa sad. That wasn't okay and he'd been trying hard to fix it. For today though, he had nestled up against his father, waving a small paw excitedly at his aunt. He didn't know why she was up there but it looked cool.

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Seabound was... Well, he was there, at least physically. He came at the call of the horn but tucked himself off to the side, laying down and resting his head with it faced away from the crowd. His ears had began pricked up, paying attention but, after a moment they too had drooped. The son of the former captain sat on his own, feeling a crushing grief on his ribs as he awaited the meeting.