OOC: Roarke has taken over from Cupid and wishes to inform the pride. There are new rules, new ranks and some other changes so please post by December 4th. Also, if your character is part of Calhoun's crew, they are being released in another thread - feel free to assume @Calhoun and Roarke have informed them of this!

After his morning with @Cupid, Roarke knows informing the rest of Firnen is next. He searches for @Lexa and finds her missing from her den, so she is going to get a surprise. But this is what she had wanted - for Roarke to step up and stop wasting what is left of his life. And so he has - and will no longer hide in the haze of booze and sleep.

The dragon sits in the middle of the rainforest, facing the clearing that he had defeated Calamity. It seemed fitting enough. Black lips part as he roars, summoning his pride to meet him here, before he leans back and waits - the picture of a calm captain, expecting his orders to be obeyed.

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It's unsurprising that she hadn't been found easily by Roarke -- of course, she hadn't known he was looking. Lexa is an impossibly early riser, and is often up hours before the rest of the pride, patrolling the borders and fetching breakfast for herself and Madelina. Whether working for herself or for others, she's never been the lazy sort; hard work keeps her happy and keeps her wanderlust in check.

Her ears flicker when she hears his call, prompting an intrigued quirk of her brow as she lifts her dripping chin from the water's surface where she'd been crouching. Well, whatever this is about, she's not inclined to miss out on the fun, and she gets to her paws to make her way towards the sound, chuffing softly for @Madelina along the way so that she doesn't worry or wonder for the golden woman's whereabouts. By now, a watchful eye would be able to see the changes in Lexa -- the slight swell of her belly has begun to become noticeable, especially to those who see her often.

Lexa is pleased that she's the first one in attendance -- fitting of a queen, in her poise and her promptness. She fixates @Roarke with a curious gaze and a mild tilt of her skull, making her way wordlessly towards him and reclining in the soft grasses nearby. She knows that if Cupid is unwell, she would have been told in confidence -- something else is going on, and though she would very much like to know the answer, she is capable enough of patience that she doesn't demand an answer before the others arrive. Instead, she sets to grooming herself idly, lifting a forepaw to lazily clean between her toes whilst they are waiting.

The call that comes through is unfamiliar to the lioness, and so is the meaning. She can hazard a guess at one of those, though. Careful steps bring her to the meeting with little promptness, taking her time to settle her affairs before leaving them behind. A placid look sits upon her features as she glances around, seeing a dark-colored lion and another, smaller and more golden. She's seen noth their faces around before but that was it, and it did not shed much more light on the situation. And so she settles down where she is, tail curling around her haunches, silently -- and impatiently -- waiting for the reason she's been pulled away from her work.

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He was gnawing on a hoof when he heard the unfamiliar call. Tanmay quirked one brow upward as he scraped his gums against the solid fibers of the zebra's hoof, his youthful brain trying to process what the call could mean. It did not belong to Mother or to any other lion he could recall familiarly, but it remained to be seen whether or not that meant he needed to respond to it.

Never one to back down in the face of the unknown, Tanmay latched onto the foot and trotted through the thick rainforest territory in search of the source of the call. Required or not, he was curious about what awaited him there. He needed no other reason to go blazing forward. He finally broke through a small clearing in the greenery to face the beginnings of a mingling crowd, two lions poised to face their existing audience of one, and now two lions.

"Good hunting to you," he recited the formality he had heard many times and flashed a grin, always eager to make a dazzling first impression. Without his father around, he knew it would only benefit him to appeal to strange new males rather than challenge their patience.

|| february y7 | 8 months | FR cub | at firnen rainforest ||

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[OOC: He's in fr, but the thread be shlow.]

The child wandered along the ground cover of Firnen when the call came. Brightly colored gaze rose before he made a beeline in the direction of the call, his jaws clamped around a leg bone nearly too big for him to carry. Zayn saw @Roarke and unceremoniously walked up to the large, silver lion and flopped his small body across the beasts front paw.

Chewing on his stick, the cub surveyed the gathering lions with little care, tiny teeth digging deep into the bone in am effort to ease the pain of his gums. Small cracks where heard with each chomping bite, but he was oblivious to the disruption he may be causing.

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All things considered, it had been...rather quiet through the winter. A few had come down with mild sicknesses but it was nothing overly concerning, herself included though it likely went unnoticed as she hid away until the symptoms passed. Luckily she had felt it early on and was able to treat the cold before it grew to anything more than a small annoyance. With her mild recluse though she found she may have....missed more than she thought in the rainforest.

A call rang out through Firnen, strong and demanding though it hadn't come from Cupid. As far as she knew a woman was the Sovereign so who was this guy calling meetings? Something seemed off, she definitely hadn't missed a pride challenge, so biting back the growing accusations she instead simply heeded the call to see what he wanted. A grey-toned man with a mane ablaze stood at the heart of the rainforest, an unusual spotting running across his face and draped over his back in a manner that reminded her much of the darkened man she met along the sea. Weird. Looking around the clearing she spotted cubs and a woman she had only seen slinking about their home before. No Cupid.

Namara may have dwelled on that longer had her eyes not spotted the Sovereign who's belly now swelled more than just a good meal or two. How many cubs would Firnen have now?? Maybe she really was just behind in everything. Blowing out a silent breath through her teeth, the Gentry found herself a seat of her own as she started to wonder if she had let Cupid down with her role in the pride.

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Sweet, a gathering! Sometimes there was food. Hopefully there was food. Please. Food. A Whopper had to eat.

She didn't sense anything amiss about the call, because non-leaders often held gatherings as well for mysterious and sundry purposes, and maybe they would tell her when she got there what exactly they were summoning her for. Hopefully it was food. Or battle. Maybe a feast before a battle? Or a fight and then a protein shake?

The rough-coated lioness sauntered up and sprawled herself in an open area, hindquarters slopped sideways and her front paws holstered with gripping claws in the damp rainforest soil. Despite her lax appearance, she fixed her gaze on the huge male who most everyone else was staring at. The fact that he @Roarke was huge and everyone was staring at him must make him important. "We gonna do a battle? I'm a good warrior!" She nodded emphatically and with concentration, trying to will an affirmative answer out of him.

Jiera is a bit hesitant on going towards the call. She knew it summoned everyone that was apart of the Rainforest, but she had also never been to something like a gathering nevermind a pride meeting. But as the seconds ticked on would the girl grow curious and curious, and at least would she suck in a slow breath before allowing for her growing body to prance in the direction the call had come from. Her mother and siblings would surely follow or be there, too, right?

It would take a little bit for the girl to navigate through the thick flora of Firnen; even though she had lived here for several months now she didn't exactly venture too far from @Aarani or their den. She still had reservations of those here, mainly because she was still scarred on how badly she was treated by others of her own age. Green eyes would spot the crowd of lions and it would cause for her body to stiffen and her gait to slow down a bit, keeping herself on the outskirts but still visible to be seen.

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Any time that there was a large gathering of bodies, things never seemed to go very well -- at least in Madelina's experience. She'd been adopted at the Passage but there had been a fight then. Then there was the challenge for Wolfbron, then the angry situation she'd seen after a fight had taken place in Firnen. Now, someone else was calling for the pride to gather and she felt nerves in her system. Unaware of @Lexa's body changes, she heard her Mama call for her and began to nervously make her way there. Being royalty now she felt all the more pressure and likely more eyes upon her and she wasn't quite sure how that made her feel.

It took a good, long pause of a moment once she got there and saw everyone before she gazed to her new mother. Gazing to where she sat and not knowing if she was meant to go up there or not, not sure if she was meant to sit as they were or if she was to sit with the rest. Deciding to be safe she took a seat among the lower ranked individuals, smiling quietly and demurely upon Lexa and Roarke.

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Sana came hesitantly to the call. It wasn't Cupid so what was going on? She only hastened her arrival when @Jiera's scent joined the melody of those gathering. She had mind only to go as far as the younger child and Sana was quick to settle her red form besides the striped sister comfortingly. What ever was happening her family was not going to face it alone if she had anything to say about it.

She looked around, the faces there were so far only familiar by proxy and association. None gave her reason to worry but none seemed overly friendly either. Her claws gripped the ground with anticipation.