jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse [raid meeting]

Pesto did not miss Tyrian's discomfort no matter how fleeting it may have been upon his face, and she blew out a soft breath of guilt as he continued to address the raid meeting. The other's responses did not make her feel much better, and she tore her eyes off Valkyrie as the berserker responded. In the end, Tyrian tallied the votes and the target was confirmed. She waited a moment while others volunteered, worried that volunteering herself might look suspicious with the information she'd just given. However, this was an opportunity for her to punish her family and her guilt was not strong enough to keep her from raising her paw. After all, Pestilence was a raidsman first and foremost. Newly promoted into the rank and eager to prove herself. "Count me in." She added her voice to the others, pressing herself against Alarr and praying his fur would swallow her up.