GET WITH IT •• mandatory meeting & exile

The meeting. Piers cursed himself for being late, trailing behind into the area with a quick glance around, his tufted ears twitching. He saw Gael stand up with his father, and then something rather.. long in the making occurring. His eyes followed his father as he approached Caeser, his ears twitching, and he held his breath. He watched his father treat the piss-yellow Savannah more then roughly, and a tiny grin touched his face.

He sat, his paw reaching to touch his scarred shoulder, before looking towards the event. His nose twitched for but a moment, tail swaying behind him.

"No, father, I think you nailed it."

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