It was a long overdue thing, needing to rally her pride and see who all was still around - who had been stole or decided that they were better off not in a pride that had many enemies. Having withstood not one but two wars in a short amount of time took its toll on them all, not just the Queen herself, and she needed the time to check in with those that were still around to see how they all were doing. Isla paces back and forth in front of the rock she had used several times before to call her pride together, gathering her thoughts before deciding it was time to release the summons.

Leaping atop the rock the Lagoon leader calls out for her pride, releasing several bellowing calls to ensure that they all would hear. Purple eye takes a look around once the echoing of her roars calms down, tail flicking behind her while muscles tense. She knew they had work to do, needing to get those who were stolen from Scilla back - and soon. The lack of presence of Colsun caused Isla's heart to ache; not having her Heir to help and be by her side as well as her children's was enough to draw anger out, a low growl rumbling in the depths of the woman's chest.

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Mavka wasn't oblivious to what all had happened on her pride's soil. She had been kept away, kept safe, but the echoes of war was something that was hard to forget. The Princess knew something bad had happened, not once but twice. It was enough to make the girl all the more curious, and as she hears he summoning calls from her mutter she is all but eager to oblige. Growing frame with too large paws and gangly legs carry Mavka toward the meeting place, soon stopping to glance up at Isla. She lets out a mew in greeting, pondering if she should leap on the rock and stand beside her mother or take a seat below with the rest of the pride - whenever they arrived. Magenta eyes look around while haunches recline, sitting herself on the cool sand beneath.

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She figured this was coming. Considering the fact that the Lagoon had withstood two wars in short succession... not to mention many trying to take prisoners and succeeding in many cases. So hearing her sister's call ring through the territory, Cassandra would roll herself to her paws. Nudging @Novana next to her, Cassandra would aim to get her ward to follow along with her. She'd been paranoid about letting the young girl out of her sight for too long after she was almost taken from her.

Making sure Novana wasn't far behind her, the scarred woman continued to make her way to her sister's call. Coming upon the sight of her larger sister alongside one of her nieces, Cassandra allowed a soft smile to make it's way across her face upon the sight of her niece (@Mavka) before her gaze would make it's way to rest on her younger sister. "@Isla ♔." She said simply, inclining her head to the Lagoon queen. "Whatever you need, I will do my best to help." She said simply, aiming to bump her head against her sister's if Isla would allow her before moving to sit where the rest of the pride would be gathered. Novana would be beckoned to come sit with her, and she'd aim to settle the young girl between her front feet if she was able to.

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She was bloody tired. The pride should have been happy, celebrating Matthieu and Dio and their union, and yet there were many who were missing, many more who were injured, and no sign in sight of things being any different. She mostly wished they could all just stay out of it at this point, but that clearly wasn't going to happen. So maybe the answer was to take the fight to them and force the other prides to leave them alone. She didn't know. This wasn't something she had experienced before, so she didn't know what the proper response was. Hopefully Isla did. She was trusting the woman did as she joined the slowly gathering crowd on the sands that she swore she could still see blood on, though by this point it was likely all washed away. It was entirely possible she could see the traces of it despite that, just as she could hear those who had passed on already.

Rhea finds an open spot to sit amongst the rest of her pride members that arrive once Isla has summoned them. Instinctively, she finds herself searching for her friends @Güelle or @Chaeton. Though they are not here yet, so the medic finds herself with her tail tucked neatly over her paws as she waits for everyone else to show up. Her eyes assess those present searching for any injuries or illnesses that she needs to tend to, but so far everyone seems alright and healing well. The thought of the war causes a shiver to roll down her spine, but she suppresses the anxiety that threatens to unravel inside her.

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She hadn't meant to leave for so long - but she had received word from back home that her father had passed away. She had been close with both of her parents, but knowing that she had been away from home when he'd passed had made her urgency to return home even greater. She'd hardly left a word for the Lagoon, having left everything behind when she'd gotten the message. However, Rheta had been on her way back to the Lagoon in general when she had heard Isla's call ring out.

Without even a second thought, the petite medic stepped past the borders of the Lagoon and quickly made her way towards the source of the call. As she approached, a soft chuff would be given to @Isla ♔. "Apologies for my abrupt departure and disappearance. Family matters called me home." Rheta said, hoping it was a good enough explanation for the colossal Queen about her disappearance. "I would love to rejoin the Lagoon - if you'd have me." She added on, waiting for an answer for a moment before backing off to join the crowd.

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They really didn't need any more pain or disruption in their lives, not after all they'd been through. Finally, they were all together, and that was all that mattered to him. It was such a relief when it became a reality. His wife. Their children—it still sent a mini shock through him every time he laid an eye on them, knowing they truly were theirs. But, they needed stability. They needed only to know the love of family. It frightened him to think of what life there in Amaryllis might hold for them.

At Isla's request, he rose slowly from where he lay curled up next to @Diomedeidae. With reluctance, he nuzzled her cheek, savoring the warmth of her touch for a moment longer. He wasn't sure if she and the cubs would be joining him, but regardless, he had to respond. Isla's command was nothing to ignore—she only summoned them in times of urgency, and after everything they'd been through, he knew how imperative it was that they regroup.

He sat beside @Heloise, quiet and tired, waiting for Isla to begin.

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Next to Matti, faithfully, came Aymond, his floppy ears perked at the sound of Isla's call. He had been accepted by Matti rather than the queen herself, and so he found himself a little bashful attending such a shin-dig. Who was he to be inviting himself along when he'd only been in the pride a short while?

He shot a curious glance to the few lions he could pick out - did they know what this was about anymore than he did? If his brother knew, he sure wasn't giving away any secrets.

Lookie 'ere like we gots-a good turn out. Dere more comin? Aymond muttered to no-one in particular, the sound of his own voice comforting against the tension that had settled across his shoulders.

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After the recent chaos that was the war, and the more recent excursion to track down Matthieu's missing lady and kids, Rémi had been taking time to relax. Everybody seemed to be home safe, so he'd earned it, right?

When the call came, he'd been laying on the beach, watching the sea. At times, it reminded him of the plains back home, the way the grass moved in the wind had always been reminiscent of water over a big enough stretch. Pulling his attention away from the ocean, he'd rise and shake the sand from his fur before heading toward the call.

Upon arrival, he'd stroll in and find himself a spot near @Matthieu and @Aymond, as they were the only two he really knew within the pride so far. The question had him looking around, though - how many had they actually lost in the war?

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Young Lore had been up to no good when her mutter's summons rang. The princess had busied herself with sneaking out of the pridelands at every turn, and had just been preparing to go on one such trip about when the Queen had called for her - alongside the rest of the Scillans.

Ever the obedient daughter - when she could muster the strength to be - the melanistic youth would turn on her heel and pelt back into the territory on a dime. Whatever it was that Isla had to discuss, it seemed serious. Especially if all of the rest had to be there. Lore's pointed ears perched themselves high atop her head, dark eyes wide as she skittered into sight of the gathered group of lions. She'd slow her pace to a quick walk, weaving through those present with a head bump and bat at the tail here and there. Ever the pain in the ass everyone undoubtedly adored - not.

It wouldn't be until she reached her sister, @Mavka that she'd stop. Her heft would promptly aim to lean its full weight into her, all the while aiming a sloppy kiss to her littermate's cheek. "What do you think she's gonna say? We gonna get to go fight this time? It'd be so cool to get some battle scars like Mutter." Lore chattered, eyes bright as she cast her stare to Isla's pacing form. Whatever it was, the Grayflood seemed incredibly tense and not so happy about it.

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