MONTHLY MEETING [ MARCH 2023 ]

[wuyi]

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Her wings beat the air as she descended into the clearing. Wuyi had no expectations for this bunch of bullshit; she’d never attended one because of their reputation as absolute snorefests, but, after last month’s bloodbath, even the loners she encountered knew. She practically kicked herself for missing the first interesting interclan meeting in years, but, seriously, how could anyone have guessed?

Wuyi’s paws touched the grass and she gracefully trotted out her momentum. The white wings folded over her back. She shook out her mane, half to work out a crink in her neck and otherwise to observe the first wave of attendies.

When Wuyi saw Bai Shi’s golden scales, she instantly forgot her irritation at missing the last meeting. She turned on a dime and trotted towards the dragon who’d practically raised her as a cub. “Bai Shi?”

As the sabertooth cat closed in on the Frostguard’s ex-leader, she saw the little fox—little compared to the dragon—perched on Bai Shi’s head. Then Wuyi noticed the blindness in Bai Shi’s eyes. Wuyi had changed so much in two years, maybe their grandparent wouldn’t remember her from the voice alone? “Bai Shi? I’m Wuyi, do you remember me?”