The eye of the storm
PACK MEETING (Mandatory)
10-20-2021, 11:34 PM
Mojito was cutting it close, that was for certain. Hoa trailed behind him and Mojito quietly slipped in towards the meeting, his mind was heavy with the news of Naiche's passing but as bright blues scanned the crowd he couldn't help but frown as he realized neither Asla nor either of her children had made it. Mojito tried to squash down his anxiety about the whole thing, wondering idly what Asla was doing that she hadn't deigned to show her face and even worse seemed to be instilling in her children that they didn't need to either, especially considering her son had just lost his own father and so only had one biological parent left to set an example. Though Mojito had hopes to offer to help with both of them, he was also warry about stepping on toes even now, especially with Naiche's passing so raw still. All these thoughts tumbled around in his mind as the man settled himself in for the meeting. Speech |
Holy Heck, thanks Kat! |
Mo's daughter Satira is free to cash his threads as she sees fit.
Updated 04/30/23: Still on indefinite scarcity, please do not remind me of threads I am behind on right now.