06-03-2018, 01:37 PM
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Iota arrived as quickly and cordially as her cherry-red paws would allow, skittering towards the meeting area. She was afraid she’d be late, and that caring for her greenery had taken up more time than she would have wanted prior. The shabby greenhouse saw little emptiness as it seemed like she was always inside, watering her plants, checking for pests or just relaxing, taking in an environment of her own, as if it was her own little world. She huffed and puffed as she sat down, licking her paws as navy trickled out from rushing through the brambles, and adjusted her tiara so that she looked as well-kempt as possible, and not some recluse that spent most of her time in the greenhouse, although that was what she’d classified herself as.
She scanned the meeting area for familiar faces amongst the crowded meeting area of allies. Her eyes landed on Nayru, with Chad having climbed atop her head for resting. An adorable sight, it was. Next, she’d spotted Fenri, the humble war god standing out amongst the crowd viligantly, waiting for the weary poltergeist Beck to speak.
Her lips formed a small smile. Those two had been the closest thing she had to family. Nayru had been there for her since day one, as loyal and friendly as she could possibly be. Her presence made Iota’s heart warm; the feeling was mesmerizing. Was this what love feels like? Towards friends, a family? This concept was foreign to Iota, but it was a welcome concept nonetheless. Fenri was the closest she had to a father figure, watching over her since she had joined, ready to protect everyone and everything he cared about. They were the closest allies — no, friends — that she had, and she was grateful to have them in her life.
Finally she found Beck, the crowd having encircled the poltergeist made him stick out like a sore paw. Carrying with him was a small plant — a flytrap, perhaps? He seemed to care for the plant like a small child, keeping it close to him as he prepared himself for his meeting, of which he seemed very unexcited to commence.
Perhaps her and Beck weren’t too different after all.
Her heavy breathing began to slow and her ears shifted as Beck’s raspy voice began the meeting procedures. All eyes had fallen onto the apparition as he began to speak.
Her eyes began to lit up as he mentioned the newcomers; she’d met Freyja, Nayru’s bubbly sister, as she had joined the clan. She quite liked her quirky and optimistic attitude, it gave her something else to smile about.
Next came the promotions. Her ears flicked as Beck listed off a number of names, including... her own? No longer was she just some rookie, no — she had become a true member of the clan. A chaser, Beck called it. She rose up proudly amongst her clanmates, assuring they knew of her arrival. She could hear her clanmates congratulate her, Nayru’s being one of the very few that she could make out amongst the mumbling crowd. Her face heated up with embarrassment, but she persisted, standing tall and proud, unlike before, where she sank down and tried to hide amongst the crowd. Tanglewood had truly changed her for the better. She had gained confidence, which was something she was unfamiliar with before.
Her voice began to shake slightly, excited from her promotion. “Thank you, everyone. I couldn’t have gotten this far if it weren’t for your support.” She sank back down, ready to hear the rest of Beck’s proceedings. She hoped that had been humble enough; she didn’t want to take ALL of the credit for her promotion and her changings for the better.
you could be a bit prouder of that, you know. it’s not every day someone gets promoted in a shitty clan.
Iota rolled her eyes, refusing to respond to her demon, and continued to listen to Beck as he listed more names for promotion. She’d heard Nayru’s and Fenri’s name; the former being promoted to sawbone/head medic, and the latter having been promoted to a regent. She stood and declared loudly, “Congratulations, Nayru and Fenri!!” Her heart felt warm, proud of her friends for becoming something bigger than they were. What a softie she’d become.
But she wasn’t complaining.
// welcome newbies!! glad to have you here!!
// aaaaa thank you for the promotion!! congrats to everyone else who got promoted as well!
She scanned the meeting area for familiar faces amongst the crowded meeting area of allies. Her eyes landed on Nayru, with Chad having climbed atop her head for resting. An adorable sight, it was. Next, she’d spotted Fenri, the humble war god standing out amongst the crowd viligantly, waiting for the weary poltergeist Beck to speak.
Her lips formed a small smile. Those two had been the closest thing she had to family. Nayru had been there for her since day one, as loyal and friendly as she could possibly be. Her presence made Iota’s heart warm; the feeling was mesmerizing. Was this what love feels like? Towards friends, a family? This concept was foreign to Iota, but it was a welcome concept nonetheless. Fenri was the closest she had to a father figure, watching over her since she had joined, ready to protect everyone and everything he cared about. They were the closest allies — no, friends — that she had, and she was grateful to have them in her life.
Finally she found Beck, the crowd having encircled the poltergeist made him stick out like a sore paw. Carrying with him was a small plant — a flytrap, perhaps? He seemed to care for the plant like a small child, keeping it close to him as he prepared himself for his meeting, of which he seemed very unexcited to commence.
Perhaps her and Beck weren’t too different after all.
Her heavy breathing began to slow and her ears shifted as Beck’s raspy voice began the meeting procedures. All eyes had fallen onto the apparition as he began to speak.
Her eyes began to lit up as he mentioned the newcomers; she’d met Freyja, Nayru’s bubbly sister, as she had joined the clan. She quite liked her quirky and optimistic attitude, it gave her something else to smile about.
Next came the promotions. Her ears flicked as Beck listed off a number of names, including... her own? No longer was she just some rookie, no — she had become a true member of the clan. A chaser, Beck called it. She rose up proudly amongst her clanmates, assuring they knew of her arrival. She could hear her clanmates congratulate her, Nayru’s being one of the very few that she could make out amongst the mumbling crowd. Her face heated up with embarrassment, but she persisted, standing tall and proud, unlike before, where she sank down and tried to hide amongst the crowd. Tanglewood had truly changed her for the better. She had gained confidence, which was something she was unfamiliar with before.
Her voice began to shake slightly, excited from her promotion. “Thank you, everyone. I couldn’t have gotten this far if it weren’t for your support.” She sank back down, ready to hear the rest of Beck’s proceedings. She hoped that had been humble enough; she didn’t want to take ALL of the credit for her promotion and her changings for the better.
you could be a bit prouder of that, you know. it’s not every day someone gets promoted in a shitty clan.
Iota rolled her eyes, refusing to respond to her demon, and continued to listen to Beck as he listed more names for promotion. She’d heard Nayru’s and Fenri’s name; the former being promoted to sawbone/head medic, and the latter having been promoted to a regent. She stood and declared loudly, “Congratulations, Nayru and Fenri!!” Her heart felt warm, proud of her friends for becoming something bigger than they were. What a softie she’d become.
But she wasn’t complaining.
// welcome newbies!! glad to have you here!!
// aaaaa thank you for the promotion!! congrats to everyone else who got promoted as well!
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