Jay heaved a sigh. "Yes because treaties are just so much fun," she grumbled under her breath with an eyeroll as the Master began to talk. She vaguely wondered how long it would take for a fight to break out as the Master droned on. She couldn't even see the Grimoire Hearts Master, and she had to wonder if he even showed.
Shadow smirked inwardly to herself and crawled onto Robbie's lap, stretching her muzzle up like she was going to lick his chin. Instead she morphed back into a lion and smirked- a very creepy expression for a feline. She pinned him by sitting on his legs and pushing her forepaws against his arms. She growled slightly and put her mouth over his throat, growling quietly like she was about to tear his throat open, her paws flexing slightly, the claws sliding in and out.
Harken smirked and waited for Nathaniel to finish using him as a scratching post. Once the kit had reached his shoulder he plucked him up by the stuff of his neck and smirked, holding him out in front of him. He began to tickle the fluffy black kitten's chin, internally roaring with laughter at this situation.
Daemon smiled lightly at Marco. "But I want to. Besides, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't help you while you were sick?" He asked, only half teasing. He then blinked. "They're all out at a meeting... A lot happened while you were sleeping..." He trailed off and the took a deep breath, beginning to explain. He told Marco how the Master had declared war on Grimoire, the battle. The hardest part was telling Marco that Mist had died, and Daemon felt tears stinging his eyes again, but he rubbed them angrily away, continuing about how the war had ended and Grimoire had 'changed' and now wanted a peace treaty and to be an official Guild.




















