09-25-2018, 12:29 PM
MONROE
MALE — SUNHAVEN — HELION — HARD
He hadn't had one of these before and so he figured now was a good time to have it. Despite his home smelling of fish because of the harbor he lived directly by he figured it was still a good place to have these meetings. His large aquarium stood at the back of his living room, fish moving through the clear warm waters that allowed them to thrive. He hadn't been swimming himself in such a long time that he felt like his skin was chaffing. But since that day in the Typhoon he'd just felt cold and worn. But that didn't stop him from doing the things he needed to do. Right now he had sandwiches set up on his table for his ranked members and he hoped that they would all come and contribute ideas. The Foundation festival was at a standstill because there were no sign ups for booths and games. He wanted to do something to commemorate the passing of leaders as well but he supposed that would wait till one of these events that was long overdue came forth and into play. The helion settled down on the rug, curling his paws underneath himself as he looked at the open door to his home. The atmosphere was warm and inviting and he held a small smile upon his muzzle despite how weary he was.