FIRST STEPS || MEETING 9/11

Buckingham was the next one to pad into the scene, shortly arriving after Persephone. Each step the maine coon made was with delicate silence, as if the ground was thin ice that could crack at any moment. The former assassin sat down on the ground, fairly near Persephone, ears pricking up as Monroe began the meeting. Thankfully, Bucky hadn't been asleep like Monroe assumed- Bucky doesn't really sleep anymore.

There certainly was a lot of information to take in, but that didn't mean the male couldn't handle it. He kept his attention focused solely on Monroe, his bushy tail wrapping around his front paws. As he listened to the announcements, his ears pricked slightly as he heard his own name in the middle of promotions. Goldenblood? He appreciated Monroe offering the rank of assistant deputy to him, especially after all of that shit that went down. "Thank you for the promotion," The maine coon mewed, with a nod of thanks.

When the guilds were brought up, Bucky was pleased when he was mentioned again. Bucky was apart of the war guild, and after Quantum stepped down from her post, the head slayer has been left empty. Bucky wondered who would be filling the slot, and Monroe believed Bucky was the perfect candidate. "I'll be the Head Slayer," He said with a flick of his ear, accepting Monroe's offer. He'll probably have to make a war guild meeting soon, and he'll have to make sure he grabs interest.

Ah yes, the trip he and Monroe are planning to make. Bucky didn't like that he's being accused of the murder either. His clanmates don't know, but Buckingham used to be involved in a violent based group, similar to the Pitt. He used to kill, and sometimes torture, but now he's trying to change. He's not sure if someone there figured out who he is, but he's not about to allow their ally to keep thinking he's responsible for their member's death. If they keep that mind set, who knows how much longer the alliance will stand before it crumbles to the ground.