Meeting of Kin
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OOC: No post order for this guys. Just try to post once per round, out of original order if you feel like jumping on something said. I'll just post again once everyone has posted or if there is no reply from someone we are waiting on after 4 days of the last post.

WC:300+


He had been back in Casa for just over a day ago, the two new lives fresh in his mind leaving him in a sense of awe. He had a new daughter and son, Esmeralda and Ares. Ever since their birth there was a new calm in Jazper, he felt as though everything had become simple again. His relationship with Skye had a definition now, they were the biological parent of each other’s pups. He knew that it would be a bit complicated traveling back and forth to visit the pups and watch them grow but the Artisans were only a short distance away and once they were older they would be able to come visit him in Casa.

He knew he needed to tell his children about their new siblings, but was unsure as to how they would react. However, his mind was set, it didn’t really matter if they yelled and screamed about it because it was a fact and they simply needed to know. He hoped that the reaction would not be so severe but his second portion of news added on top of the fact that they had new siblings would more than likely result in more of an uproar. He was going to tell Alyssum how he felt. Ever since the dance they shared at the ball he had been smitten with her and now that things were settled with Skye and he knew his roll in the d’Arte leader and the pups lives there was no question in his mind that he wanted to be in a romantic relationship with the Luna.

The Courthouse was a great place to live, specifically because of the privacy within the building. There were many unclaimed rooms on the lower level, a well as rooms waiting for the leadership’s children, special guests and the Council upstairs, and most importantly the privacy of the War Room. No one entered the room without Leadership permission. It was a place for the private discussions of the leaders and members of the Brotherhood. He would have held the meeting in the Guida office attached at the back of the conference room but he doubted that more than two or three canines would be able to converse in there happily. So he called to his kin within the pack lands: Tony, Neela, Aro and Sophia. The call bid them to join him quickly and alone, there were to be no other members joining them. Taking a seat at the large table he waited for his family to join him for their first family meeting in a very long time.






"Talk"

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shit post ;-;

Tony seemed to sense there was something 'up' so to speak. There was the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. His father wouldn't go out of territory for no reason after all. Something had to be wrong for him to leave. And Tony's wasn't quite sure where he'd gone too. But in his mind it was irresponsible. And he was leaving his pack in charge of the new Luna. The prince wasn't quite sure whether that was at all responsible. And he didn't trust her either. Not one bit. It seemed like she'd only been in Casa for a few days yes she was suddenly promoted. He once again called to his mind the idea of 'special favours' but cast it away in respect for his father. No, he was better than that.


After rising from his bed early, leaving to fish for Neela's breakfast, he returned sodden and already angry. Having fallen into the river while fishing, Neela best be pleased about it. Grabbing a towel, he flicked it over his shoulders as he dried off, putting the fish onto a plate on the floor for Neela. 'If y' ever ask me t' go fishin' again...' he hissed softly, ruffling his wet fur as his ochre eyes stared at his mate without malice.


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ooc murr



The eldest of the males was just now getting 'over' the lost of his pups, if that was ever possible. Perhaps it was more the fact of coming to terms with it. He wasn't drowning himself in alcohol, hell he hadn't had any since him and Sidra talked about what had happened. Also, now he had something else to think about, her season. There was too much for him to think on, and too much that he needed and wanted to do. Aro was a busy male, but not as busy as his father, so when the call came from the warrior king, the eldest prince didn't hesitate to the call. His long stride took him to his father's source of beckoning. The Court.


His ocean stare came to his brother Tony, and then to his father. A soft grin, came to him. It wasn't as bright of a smile as usual, but it was for good reasoning. There wasn't too much good going on, and he needed to remain under his best control. Sidra's scent still stuck in his nose and it took all he had not to want to rush back and find her. He didn't want to leave her side, and but family called and the leopard woman was not yet family to the Knights and Marinos. To Aro she was quickly becoming kin in his eyes whether he wanted to admit it yet or not.

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The female Knight was still learning the ropes of the pack lands, she was use to staying up till whatever hours, doing just as she pleased, however that has changed. She was going to please her father, and please her-self and the pay her respect to the gods and goddess of parting. The pretty lady knew that the Gods would wait for her to be ready to return, she was feeling that itch! It was bad! The lady was going to make a trip down to Halifax today and maybe snag Aro to go with her; however there was a call from the black father/leader. Now the child had been out of the pack lands and reported to none for the biggest part of her life, while hearing the call the child raised her red ears and moved to where she had heard the call from. Her hand placed upon the cool door, as she stood there. Her heart was swilling around of mixed emotions, about entering into a room that she knew for the most part was off limits. Pushing the doors open the green eyes looked at her father, then to her younger brother Tony, and then to her littler mate, Aro.

The female was lost as to what the meeting was called for. Finding chair the lillith female pulled it out with a sleep yawn, sitting down, pulling her feet up under her sitting crisscross in the chair, leaning forwards she flopped her arms out on the table and then pulled them back to her crossing them also, as she laid her head down, her long crimson and cream hair feel down the side of her arm as she watched her father. The very regal man that Jazper was, she found her-self transfixed upon the sun tattoo that was circling his eye.


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Since Aro mentioned seeing Tony I’m playing it as if the two got there first.

Neela was broken out of a happy, dream filled sleep by the sharp sound of a plate being placed on the floor. She grumbled groggily as she lifted her head up, only to have those grumbling sounds turn to a low, happy bark when the dual scents of Tony and Fish assailed her nose; a very pleasant smell to wake up to. Slowly Neela squirmed her way out of the cave of furs that she had built in the corner of the bedroom when she had become unable to get up onto the bed easily, and trotted over to the plate, wolfing the fish down and pressing her side against Tony’s leg appreciatively.


Neela grinned at Tony’s grumbling and was just about to formulate a snarky reply of her own when a howl echoed through the fort, cutting her reply short. Neela tilted her head quizzically as she considered the sound, calling for a specific set of people that included herself and Tony. Neela didn’t particularly want to go, but she guessed it was somewhat important if Jazper was calling for people individually so she quickly finished off her breakfast and made her way out of the door and followed the sound up to the war room, Tony dogging at her heels.


The room was empty aside from Jazper when she and Tony arrived but it filled up quickly, the large figures of Aro and Sophia giving the room a filled feel, despite the low numbers actually in there. Unable to take a seat at the table and feeling tiny next to the massive optime formed knights Neela lurked around on the floor next to Tony, wondering what was going on.

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