SHOOTIN' STARS + MEETING

    Punctuality was normally something that Alaric prided himself on. This time around, he hadn't been the most timely feline of the bunch; by the time he made his way over to the square, a sizable crowd had gathered, among them being Snarl, Bloodhound, and Vigenere as well as the grieving forms of Ivan and Selby, who naturally situated themselves near to one another. He couldn't blame them. Alaric knew all too well what it was like to lose a parent, although he was sure that his way of grieving was much, much different than either of theirs was.

    He found himself pleasantly surprised by hearing that he was promoted to Chaser. Eyes widened momentarily before he sputtered out, "Thank you." Caustic was promoted just after him, and then there were shout outs for Ivan and Bloodhound. One blue eye glanced over to the younger feline who appeared to be distressed over Alaric's advancement over his. For once, the tabby felt bad for the kid.

    The remaining announcements were taken in stride. He made a mental note to participate in each of them, figuring that the faster that Tanglewood rebuilt the better off they'd be. What most interested him were the medic training sessions. He'd be sure to attend those, as well.

    Once more Alaric would shift his gaze to Ivan as the child spoke, telling everyone of Atticus's disappearance. So not only had the Mothby family lost a mother, but a child as well...

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