ELEPHANT MELODY ♡ MEETING [3/5]

With a soft breath leaving her, Roxanne was already making her way over to meeting place and was about ready to sit down within her throne. She enjoyed feeling high and mighty, everyone having to look up at her instead of the other way around. A soft snort leaving her as she leaned against it not having a single thought in her mind, a shit eating grin on her maw. The captain had quite a good week, well, she had gotten married so it was a given that she was so giddy about everything. A huff left her when the horn was blown to announce a meeting as she sat there picking at her sharp teeth with a careful pink claw. "I need to do my nails again," She mumbled under her breath as a soft growl left her.

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At the sound of the horn, Keona  came padding into the sea dome.  Tiny paws treading silently.  Her ears perked in respectful attention.  Offering a small nod towards the throne as she took a seat.

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Natyli scrambled down to the sea dome, mitch-matched hues bright and curious.  Paws settling into a fidgity seat as she turned her head towards her mother.

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keona sibéal ní faoláin && natyli roux

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[glow=white,1,400]LIKE WE FORGET WHO WE CAN TRUST ! — [abbr=VAYNE CIPHER-VANTAS, THE TYPHOON, BETA, 9 MONTHS]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

Being adopted by Roxanne and Diya certainly had its advantages, with that being Vayne usually knew when meetings were going to be announced. She trotted after Roxanne as she sounded the horn for The Typhoon to gather, deciding to take a seat somewhere the coward usually gathered.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

Second meeting for him, look at that. Admittedly, he was still as enamored with the fish as ever, sitting as close to the glass as possible to both stare at the marine life, again, and to get ahead of the crowd that would inevitably gather. Life updates from Miss Roxanne, good. Large crowds and a lot of people in one place, bad. Fish? Very good.

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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 female would make her way in quietly, ears pricked forward. Her macaw sits upon her shoulders, letting out a squawk as it sees the dome surrounded by fish. She shared a sentiment with Danny regarding the marine life that were so easily spotted, and her eyes would travel towards him, a slightly amused look in her eyes. The female made a silent decision to join the canine's sightseeing until the meeting would start. "I like t' watch them too," she'd comment quietly near the other's side, eyes traveling around the moving fishes curiously.

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MARIANAS

NYSTRÖM!

The horn blew! The horn blew! It was meeting time! The large domestic cat trotted her way across the area, hoping to get a good spot. Well a good spot at the back. She preferred it that way as opposed to in the front so that no one could stare at her. The best positions she had found was directly behind someone, they hardly noticed she was there at all. Stepping lightly through the sand the young child made her way over, pausing as she narrowed her eyes on the growing crowd before she took a spot that was generally out of the way. See here she could watch and be ignored. It was pretty sweet. Turning her head toward Roxanne she would smile brightly as her paw tucked underneath her. She was pretty excited but generally like that when it was meeting time. She wondered if Torsten was gonna come. They could whisper and plan about sitting on tha throne. She really wanted to.

ALL I FOUND THE SPACE BETWEEN THE SPACES
STANDING IN THE NOTHING, AND TIME RECLAIMS YOU

Another month, another meeting. Michael had been absent for the last couple of days, mainly keeping himself holed up within his own home. Even though he was beginning to recover from Trevor's death – especially with the help of others – he still occasionally just... needed some time away. Still, even grief wouldn't keep him from attending the latest meeting, since he wanted to show continued support for his sister. It wasn't long before the bobcat arrived after the sound of the horn, sitting down near Vayne and waving a paw in Roxie's direction. Her mutterings caused him to grin, calling up at her teasingly, "You better do mine, too!" He then made himself comfortable, stretching out his back as he waited for the usual announcements.

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Shortly after his uncle arrived, Roan moved into the meeting place as well, settling down next to Goldie. He nodded at both her and Danny, saying nothing for the moment. He had already made his own announcements at the Necro Mambas meeting, so he didn't see any reason to speak up.

— Reggan

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DELDRACH AKAODON

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She had to say, getting used to the eyepatch was hard. Everything on her left side, she had to swing her head to see. At least she still had her ears, she had reassured herself. Nothing would pierce her that way again. The Jaglioness heard the horn blow, and had made her paw over. Her front paws were wrapped, tending to the burns that she had received from piss-bastard. Slowly, she sat down with a harrumph, reaching up and adjusting the eyepatch.

[align=left]love, i don't like to see so much pain *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Torsten nod his head as he sat down waiting.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away

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RIFTWEAVER

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Riftweaver had been rather inactive as of late, likely due to the incoherency of his family relations. His life was essentially in ruin, a few small mistakes being the standing points of his reputation. What was he going to do now? Everyone saw him now as an idiot. And how could they not, when that seemed the opinion Roxanne held for her nephew? Who was going to argue against the leader? Not many.

At any rate, he was there, settled into the background like the extra he was. His head was bent, two toned eyes glinting through slits as he awaited the announcements that were sure to come.

[W]isker