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Once again Denver sat upon the cold, hard floor in the round, once fully-walled room. By now it was crumbled and lacked a ceiling, letting the open sky look down on them as they gathered. Denver found his seat beside Magnolia as the monthly tradition began. He enjoyed these meals; the food was expertly prepared, and there was always something entertaining to take away. With a smirk he remembered the bloody sight he'd seen at his first Supper; the slave's tongue being cut out for his non-compliance. If nothing else could be said about his leaders, it was that they wore their power well. Sirius sat at the head of the table, his posture grandiose and impressive. Just as it should be for a King, Denver thought. Pale blues scanned the room for all of the new faces; he took particular notice of a quiet, doggish woman that he had not noticed before. He always wondered how the dogs found their way here, as he had.
The first announcements that Sirius gave were vaguely uninteresting to Denver, and he eyed the towering plates of food, feeling his mouth begin to water at the scents. His attention was drawn quickly back as the Boss said his name. Chocolate-tipped ears perked at the voice, jaw slackening as his brain registered the words. Named Confidant now, Denver felt a rush of adrenaline and excitement. He had made it this far; farther into the circle of those trusted even by the Thistle King. He said Magnolia's name, too, and excitedly he nudged her with a grin. Together, they done their jobs well and proven their worth to rise in rank. Sirius mentioned Liliya's name, too, and the dog nodded his congratulations to her from across the room; she had skill, and it did not go unnoticed. Denver grinned proudly around the room then, not feeling his short stature today as they eventually dug into the feast. Happily, he ate until he was stuffed, savoring every morsel with swelling pride for the Thistle Kingdom.