THE FUTURE / meeting

[bubblegum]

DEAR FRIEND as you know,  your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.

YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER,
BURIED DEEP UNDER THE WATER.

It was that time again, the horn bellowing, the tigress exiting the Tempest to take flight and glide over the shoreline until she reached the Deep Sea Dome's entrance. She strolls in casually, hopping up to the throne, tail curling around her paws. The long period of peace between the groups was still upon them, as far as they all knew, and while there were a few red flags from the most recent letter she'd received from Sophiea, there were a number of explanations that could be given. She'd made the plan to visit their ally in a few days to make sure everything was alright - they were due for one anyway. But, other than that, the female only had the general rank changes in mind, as well as announcements of upcoming little events for the end of the month. And so, she goes over everything quietly in her head as she awaits everyone to gather.

[roan ;]

SOOTHSAYER ❝ ROAN ❞ THE TYPHOON

The echoing sound of the meeting horn caused Roan to raise his head, his tail flicking behind him as he slowly got to his feet. He couldn't help but wonder what this meeting would entail, considering they hadn't had anything huge happen as of late. Although, he did remember speaking to Goldie about some events for the month, surprising himself and probably everyone else as well. However, a group always needed some time together as a whole, and if the soothsayer needed to bite the bullet and be the one to help organize it, then so be it. Either way, it wasn't long before he made his way over, coming to sit among the crowd as his tail draped casually over his paws. He looked tired, as usual, but not as bad as he had in the past. As his blue gaze scanned over the crowd, he caught sight of Michael sitting nearby as well, the bobcat having his blue gaze focused upward at Goldie.

DON'T ASK FOR HELP, YOU'RE ALL ALONE
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!

— Reggan

[trojan g.]

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[div style="max-width: 500px; font-family: times new roman;font-size:13px;text-align:justify;line-height:16px;text-indent:30px;"]At first, Torsten didn't know what to do when he heard the call of the horn that signaled the meetings that were held within the Typhoon. The young boy had never been to a meeting before, had never heard the horn, and was just plain confused for a moment, before he saw a flock of NPC's making their way to the Deep Sea Dome, and so he'd follow. Curiosity pricked at the male's mind as he followed the wave, waiting for something to happen, though he was calm, glad that there didn't seem to be anything odd going on, everyone here made it seem as though this was normal.

He would soon learn that this was something that happened within every group every so-often, and he'd find normalcy in the call of the horn.

Coming to a stop underneath the throne - too close to the throne, he was practically touching it at this point - the young Roux would crane his neck up and stare at his cousin, waiting for something to be said. He wanted to be the first to hear it.

[ROXANNE R.]

me dejaste, me dejaste en un tango

It wasn't long until the Quartermaster appeared at the scene with both of her ears perked forward and her gaze attentive, she would silently acknowledge everyone that was already gathered only to glance over to see that Torsten was rather close to the throne. A soft sigh passed her lips as amusement filled her gaze, she moved over quickly grabbing Torsten by the scruff before she made her way over to her brother and son setting down Torsten in front of her. "Here you'll have a better view, bebé." She would say gently before turning her gaze towards Goldie, her whiskers twitched momentarily only to lap at Torsten's unruly fur that lay on top of his head. Soon enough, her niece would make the necessary announcements made for now, she would sit here with the rest of her family.

EN EL ALMA SE ME FUE, SE ME FUE EL CORAZÓN
YA NO TENGO GANAS DE VIVIR, PORQUE NO TE PUEDO CONVENCER
QUE NO TE VENDAS, ROXANNE

— Reggan

[ROSEMARY]

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THERE’S VACANCY IN EVERY NIGHTMARE

Rosemary joined the throng of animals slipping into the Deep Sea Dome, and she stepped through the sand to her usual spot on the crowd’s outskirts. Her purple witch hat, which she’d worn for Halloween, sat atop her head, and she tapped the brim to adjust the accessory upon her head. Despite Halloween passing well over a week ago, Rosemary still felt in the spirit of the holiday.

Besides Halloween, the Typhoon hadn’t had much going on. Most of Rosemary’s more interesting memories from October came from her travels to PalmClan and AE, for no other reason than she wanted to see the world and help the healer-less PalmClan. Still, nothing to do meant no wounds to mend and no raids to clean up after, so she had enjoyed the peace and quiet. She’d needed the time to finish building and decorating her new treehouse.

[sub][W]isker[/sub]

[Keona.]

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keona sibéal ní faoláin.
the typhoon.
the blind dealer.
information.

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The petite wildcat trotted in quietly, ears flicking in attention as she found a empty spot to sit.  Patiently, she rested her tail neatly over her paws, inclining her head towards the direction of the throne, pale hues ready to flicker towards the sound of Goldie's voice.

She hummed softly in acknowledgement as Natyli bounded to a place nearby, the little jaguar moving with much more fervor than her.

November was an interesting month, the dealer mused.  She imagined they had a great deal to do, though the relative quiet in the lands felt like a nice change of pace.  If not a little odd.

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© MADI

[Simon F.M.]

Diya approached and sat herself next to her family, gently bumping her muzzle against her son's head. With a small chuckle and a mischivious look in her eye, she ruffled the fur atop his head that Roxanne had just groomed. Satisfied, she leaned slightly against the chocolate quartermaster, eyes on the captain.

Aveline, who was a sight rare to see trotted forward excitedly, plopping herself at her diya's paws with a huff, leaning against the vampire's snowy white legs. SHe had no clue what was going on and, frankly, she didn't care.

Seapaw entered and gave his momma a wave, a sideways smile on his face as he plopped down next to Rosemary, eyeing her hat. "WHere can 'ah get m'self 'ah hat like that?" asked the captains son as he moved his eyes to look at Goldenluxury.

[FINNEGAN F.M.R.]

THE LESS I KNOW, THE BETTER

Like Torsten, the sound of the horn was incredibly confusing at first. Finn had, of course, heard about meetings, but did not know how they were all called together. The older minnows were the ones who informed him of what was going on, and so he would follow.

Pitter pattering up beside his family, the draconic feline would sit down next to Torsten, an excited look in his eyes. This would be his first meeting ever, and while he didn't expect anything fantastically amazing to happen, it was still cool to finally be present during on of these gatherings. Playing with a small pebble at his feet, Finnegan would pass it back and forth between both paws as he waited for Goldie to start the meeting.

IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT? IS THIS WHO YOU ARE? I WAS DOING FINE WITHOUT YA, 'TILL I SAW YOUR EYES TURN AWAY FROM MINE

— Reggan

[ROSEMARY]

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Rosemary glanced to Seapaw as the colorful boy plopped next to her. One eye widened a tad, but she didn’t say anything. Seapaw was an interesting child, and Rosemary saw a lot of his uncle in him—like Coldblue, he had an active curiosity about the world around him, though he was far more extroverted and social than Goldie’s brother.

“Made it myself,” she whispered back, tilting the purple brim. “Tell you what, I’ll trade you some seashells and the like for one tailored to you.”

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[bubblegum]

DEAR FRIEND as you know,  your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.

YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER,
BURIED DEEP UNDER THE WATER.

The tigress watches quietly as everyone shuffles in, making small talk, choosing their seats. There's a slight fuzz in her mind, only barely distracting her. It isn't quite loud enough to cause her to lose focus, and more than likely it was probably just a headache coming on. And so, she shoves it aside, her feathery tail tip twitching as she goes over everything that needed to be said in her head. First things first, always, was a notice to the joiners. "Firs' off, welcome t' everybody new. Don' forget t' get your charm earrings n' complete your entrance rituals accordingly."

Next, some very brief announcements regarding ranks. There wasn't too much to be said, at the moment everyone she thought she should be a high position was already promoted. "Torsten's been 'round a lot, so thanks! Thank you t' Roan and Michael, as well, for bein' so helpful." She puts on a light smile, eyeing the three names she mentioned. Torsten was a bit too young for her to want to promote to a high position, perhaps give a title next meeting, and Roan and Michael were both the highest ranks they could be at the time being, so she figured shout outs would have to do for now. "Lawkit has been absent wit' his sage duties, so he will be demoted for now." To be frank, she thought the male was a bit too young to hold such a position anyway. Being sage and soothsayer was too much burden for a child. "Thank you t' everybody for bein' around in general."

Now for something more interesting - parties. Not exactly a party, but close enough. Something to get excited about, at the very least. "We've got some events kickin' off for the end o' the month, somethin' for everybody. Go check those out, n' if you participate in all o' 'em, you can get a nice title outta' it." She flashes a quick grin after mentioning the title.

And then, that was mostly it. Easy enough. She figured she'd better mention visiting Tanglewood, considering their absence had not gone unnoticed. Something was going on. "Also, just as a sidenote, somethin' weird has been goin' on wit' Tanglewood this past month, it seems like, so I'll be takin' time t' visitin' 'em soon n' figure out what's happenin'." If anyone felt like piping up and stating they'd join in, she'd be just fine with that. She only hoped there was nothing bad going on with their ally. "Thas' all I got for you this time, thanks for listenin'."

Summary:
- Welcome to newcomers!! Thanks for joining us and be sure to get your charm earrings made and do your entrance rituals if you choose.
- Shout outs go to Torsten, Roan, and Michael. Thanks and good job!
- Lawkit has been officially demoted from his sage position.
- We've got some cool events for Thanksgiving. Check those out, participate in them all and you can get a title!
- Tanglewood has been absent, so Goldie is planning on visiting soon to see what's going on.
- Thanks and have a nice day!