MEETING | against the dying of the light

[ninazu]

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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU

The tawny lioness tapped her claws on the cobblestones, quietly miffed at how quiet the group became. This morning, she saw hardly any movement among the members in the central marketplace. And, of course, their enemies remained quieter still – leaving Ninazu with an uneasy sense that a counterstrike might makes its way into the pyramids when she finally relaxed. But the best way she could think to begin fixing these problems was to keep the meetings running, smoothly on schedule, and listen to the feedback from their members.

“Pittians, it is meeting time!” she roared, into the twilight skies. As usual to her schedule, she gave her announcements in the cooler air after the sunset – making a large gathering like this tolerable.

“We have no new joiners, no demotions nor promotions, and no interesting news from our enemies. It is too quiet,” Ninazu announced, her voice sliding into a crisp hiss at the end. “I haven’t seen Lucky in a while, so he receives a warning – as for the rest of us, this decline in business is on all of us.” Even the ardent wasn’t separate from the blame here; Ninazu wasn’t going to pretend otherwise.

“Even though there are no promotions this week, I’m implementing a policy starting next meeting: those that don’t show for meetings don’t receive any promotion or other special reward they’ve earned,” she stated, flicking her ear. It hardly seemed right to promote someone when they hadn’t bothered to show for her meetings.

Lashing her tail, the lioness’s flames flared across her neck, throwing heat around her as the elemental mane spread down her spine. “So, since it’s been quiet, I’d like to use this meeting as a feedback and suggestions opportunity. That goes for warfare tactics against the Rosebloods or anyone else, but don’t bother with mundane shit like your sleeping arrangements,” Ninazu stated with a flick of her fire-tipped tail. After a small pause, she added, “Let’s start with events, hm? I’ll hold a fighting class sometime this week – does anyone else have ideas?”

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[Stryker]

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[glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] Pitiful. Stryker was rather annoyed with ears pinned against his skull and a scowl upon his lips. Every word she said was true. He was partially to blame for the clan’s inactivity, but he couldn’t exactly do his part without them doing their own. After all, it was a team effort. Nevertheless, the lion just nodded in agreement. Later on he’d have to discuss a warring plan with Ninazu. That would get their word around... right?