MAKING MONEY LIKE A MINT ☆ 3/1

[WINTERHYMNS P.]

LOOK AT THE SKIES
THEY HAVE STARS IN THEIR EYES

Approaching the meeting, Winterhymns drew a soft breath before taking a deep within the crowd with both of his ears twitching lightly. His eyes moving over to fixate his lavender kissed gaze onto the legate, his tail curling around his forepaws unsure of what was going to happen within this meeting. The mention of the new clanmates being enough to make a small smile appear on his maw, he was happy that there was quite an influx of joiners that had decided to come to Palm Glades even if he hadn't met all of them. The mention of the warrior's plight making his whiskers twitch, he had been here for some time now... He figured that he would do that once he was more adjusted and not entirely busy with his children, not to mention, the recent of injuries as of late. A huff leaving him as his exhausted gaze lowered itself to stare at his paws momentarily though it shifted up once more.

Mezrith had received a warning and his lover had been demoted entirely, Magnum had been rather occupied to do his usual duties. Hopefully, it would be a lot less stress on the lupine seeing as the both of them were often quite busy. A soft sigh left his slightly parted jaws as he sat there not saying much of a word, his eyes beginning to droop slightly but the sound of his name made him sit upright. It took him a moment to realize that he had been promoted to a medicus legionis, oh, that was quite the mouthful for a rank but he managed to stutter out feeling his face beginning to grow warm "T-thank you, Rhinestonestar. I'll do my best." Once a royal... Now, he had a purpose within his new home. He couldn't help but feel happy about it. He would speak up "Congrats," Moreso directed to those that had gotten promoted alongside him, he couldn't wait to tell Magnum. How exciting.

— Reggan