THE SNARE / meeting 4.21

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AMUNET GHANA

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[b]YOU SAY IT'S NOT IN THE CARDS, FATE IS PULLING YOU MILES AWAY AND OUT OF REACH FROM ME !

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[b]ageless female dragon an ebony scaled dragoness with a pair of lavender eyes, she has spikes lining down her spine to the tip of her tail which consists of scorpion stinger. she wears a bunch of jewelry and is believed to be the goddess of mystery.

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Skinning a squirrel during a meeting? Classic Beck. She didn't expect any less and chose to watch how he seemed to skin the rodent giving subtle nods toward the welcoming of the new members of the clan, she couldn't help but feel a smile when Amun and Fen were mentioned. She felt proud for both especially when she heard that they were promoted to Chasers. She supposed that she and her brother would be Chasers toget- she was promoted? Her ears flicked forward with a blink of her lavender pools trying to figure out if she had been hearing things as she took a seat next to Belladonna. Herself, Valo-kas, and Morgan were promoted. She would dip her cranium for a moment before saying in a smooth voice "Thank you, Beck. I won't let you down," She nudged Belladonna lightly with a soft smile as she would soon utter into the air "Congrats guys and Bella," She would offer her friend a wink happy that she had gotten the medic position, since she would trust the she-cat with her injuries any day. Victory searched the area for War's companionship but didn't seem to be anywhere in sight so she continued to listen to the announcements. Oh, a meet and greet. That sounded nice especially if it meant meeting the newer people that she hadn't seen yet. She was one of the vets and of course, she wouldn't miss the opportunity of meeting someone new.

Just when she thought she had gotten over the death of Vladimir, she could still feel the sting in her chest and her talons digging into the soil underneath her. She held her breath as part of her wanted to just leave the meeting then and there but, she knew better than to keep running away. She had to do this, she had to put Vladimir to rest. She had to put herself to rest, she didn't think there was any other way of her moving on from this if she didn't attend the funeral itself. Her gaze wavered a bit, the flames of her hatred for the Typhoon igniting in that moment yet hidden behind those flames was just a heartbroken girl with broken dreams and feelings. Every day she woke up in her den was a bitter reminder of him being gone and well, it had gotten to the point where she just left Amun to stay there by himself whilst she stayed in her lonely cave with mounds of gold on her slender form. She slowly pried her talons from the soil and nodded slowly as she offered a weak, saddened smile. 'You rest now, my friend.' She finally thought biting the inside of her left cheek not realizing that she had drawn blood. She had been too late but she wouldn't be at his funeral.

She wouldn't and she'd be there on time.