Cold Snap's Faking Me Out [MEETING 1/14]

Oh, a shoutout?

That was nice of Ninazu, Gremlin having been in the crowd but his eyes locked on the fur coats and he already had a few of his own though he'd probably take a few more seeing as he was a greedy bastard. Regardless, the small Asian leopard cat would wave his small paw over to the new Kingpin "Thanks," That's all he could possibly muster up at the moment. Something about skinning the other groups who weren't the Iron Forged, that was interesting. A soft sneeze left him and he sat there with a shake of his head. He would go bother the other groups for sure!

More talk. Something Romulus didn't want to indulge in currently. After experiencing the funeral, his father's death, and the downfall of their empire, the undeniable grief that traversed through the lion's thoughts had reached it's peak. Nevertheless, he had a duty. His mother was the leader and he had to show face for her. With attentive periwinkles hues zoned in on Ninazu, often switching between her and his siblings, the lion listened carefully to their pressing news. Promotions (one to his sibling, thankfully), allies, and the like echoed in his ears.

While he would usually enjoy the spiel, as soon as she concluded, the male raised to his paws and wandered off. He had better things to do.