2014.01.04.Moot

Judgment Moot.
High Crimes trial and emergency community meeting.
IC Date	2014/01/04.
IC Time	Night time.
Players	Alecto, Ameia, Aodhan MacBhaird, Boss, Chambers, Chance, Devlin, Fidelia, George, Halle, June Allen, Justine, Kathryn, Krios, Manu, Quinn, Raven, Sara McMurrough, Takeshi, Tom, Urd, Viggo, Wanda, Yuri, Moot
Location	Garou Caern.
Prp/Tp	Monthly Moots= Previous-Next
Spheres	Gaian Garou.
Theme Song	None

Deep Forest - Mystic Valley(#1747RJU)

A vast lush, dense underground forest surrounds the area as thick, tangled vines creep on up past high, rising treacherous, slick, black walls. The volcanic rock face that surrounds this natural valley seems to reach on up to the brink of infinity and beyond, making it nearly impossible to climb with its slick, plate-like surface. Inside the surrounding chasm lies a dangerous lush and vibrant woods as while the deeper one goes only seems to surround the area with eyes that watch from afar. Strange, foreign sounds echo throughout as odd beasts mock those that dare to travel in here, simply waiting in hiding to prey upon the weak and less fortunate. Numerous deep, dark, twisting caverns wind ever downwards to make up the expanse of the labyrinthine structure of the underground tunnels surrounding the area.

The ceiling of the caverns reaches something of hundreds of feet tall, far beyond what the eye can see into the dark as great stalactites and stalagmites meet each other in grissled embedded rock structures of enriched, pure minerals. Differently colored crystal pools of shimmering mineral water cascade down from flowing indoor springs as a cool, eerie air seems to constantly blow through the area, howling like a banshee on the wind. Photoluminescent algae clings healthily to the rock beds near the pools of water as they glow malevolently, casting a dim light for those to see that pass through these dark paths. Deep abysmal, dark and dense caves completely surround the area as the latent sound of dripping water lightly echoing against dried, crusted, volcanic rock and stinging gentle mineral pools with their soft *Hiss* as the cool water gently touches to make a light steam in the thick air.

The pathways that lead around these eternal caverns here are exceptionally deadly and dangerous as all lies within complete darkness except for the brief moments of glittering light against soft pools of crystals, green moss, illuminated algae, and shards of silvery reflections inside cavern waterfalls. The lush, thick, dark underground forest seems to surround the dense area in tight entanglements of vines, bushes, jungle and shrubs. The trees hang down in their weeping willows as branches mix with gnarled roots that sink beneath the cracked, rocky, stygian, encrusted earth. Depths of coiled mist surround the thick humid air in a serpentine pattern as spouts of steam spit out from the dark chasms in bursts of fiery hot gaseous flames.

Contents: Totem Pole Obvious Exits: Heart <HE> Catacombs <CA> Temple <TE> Amphitheater <AM> Clearing <CL> Large Cavern <O>

Takeshi makes his way onto the Caern after being let by the Guardians. The muscular Japanese man is dressed in a nice kimono with a dull daisho at his side. He smiles at Halle and nods, his accent thick and his voice deep. "Yes, thank you. An introduction would be good."

Viggo gave a wave of his hand to Halle as she parted by the large brute just remains silent as eyes remain upon Chance and Sara with furrowed brows. For now he folds those large arms across his chest and simply watches, going silent for once.

Chance moves over to sit by Tom.

Wanda still finds herself looking Viggo's way, with a glance over to Devlin, she gives him a light touch on the arm, then rises. Lifting up her head just a touch, she starts to walk over rather pointedly towards the Get. Clearly far from feeling intimidated by him, she stops just near him, looking up, then with a tip of her head, "I am Wanda Rutger, kin of Fenrir, only recently returned from the lands of snow and ice."

June remains standing for the time being, her gaze shifting across faces both familiar and not (but mostly the latter) while her hands idly reach up to brush a few stray dreads back behind her shoulders where they presumably belong. She still looks concerned whenever she glances towards Chance and Sara; a fairly frequent occurence, that. At the 'Willworker' bit from Fidelia, though, June's gaze IMMEDIATELY snaps towards her, eyes widened in a look of baffled surprise. Nope, she wasn't expecting that. Not HERE. She's tense now, very tense.

Halle nods to Takeshi, smiing at the Asian as the pair walk over to the rest of the group. She looks to Sara and Chance briefly, seeing the tension seems to have died down a little bit. Halle picks out George to approach, knowing is at least of reasonably high Rank even if she doesn't know who ranks highest yet. "George-rhya, we have a new arrival from the East," she says to him, the Kin then falling silent so introductions can be made.

Devlin quietly walks in with Sara, nothing to say at this point. Things will start soon and it will be peanut gallery land for them both.

Quinn stands at a distance to the core of the crowd but still among them. Right hand is placed into left behind her back as she observes those around her, the familar faces and the new ones.

Justine slips out from her wild-crafted den. She quietly draws close to the gathering.

Chambers, by contrast to June, isn't tense. He's almost never tense. In fact, he's humming jauntily as he makes his way down the deadly, steam-spewing chasms, fingers dragging along the walls where the glowing lichen grows, forming spirals and other patterns as the plants grow to meet his touch. "Ooh, I could have a lot of fun down here," He comments, though he does refocus his attention on the rather large crowd of people, smiling and approaching those he knows, and looking curiously at those he doesn't.

George stalks along, letting the explanation to Chance be defered for now. Taking a few deep and steadying breaths he turns to Takeshi and nods "Welcome, I am called George Andrews, rited 'Mocks the Dark' from my taunting of the Specters in my Rite of Passage, 'Trains the Weak' for my service in teaching the kin of this sept how to hide and protect themselves, 'Kills in Silence' for ending of four war twisted Fomor and leaving no clue or sign for the Wyrm loyal handlers to know why. Adren Ragabash of the Silent Striders Called Harmerti and Speaker to the Dead for the Remembrance and special blessings of my tribe. Scout, Thief and sniper for my skills. All used in Gaia's service of course. Beta for the Misfits pack, servants of Peregrine."

The woman's gone silent in the wake of George's request.. she hasn't said a word. Sara continues to remain with Devlin though she watches Wanda's excursion to the massive Fenrir with a lighter smile. June's response to Fidelia seems to gather more attention than the looks being thrown her own way. Still, she contents herself to stand with Devlin. She does cast her gaze about, watching new faces arrive.. but seemingly searching for one more.

Wrath_of_Dike hunkers down to the ground finally, allowing Fidelia to slip off of her. The moot will be starting shortly and she will need to shift into a more humanoid form. So she waits for the girl to get down. June's look toward them draws her attention as the woman had come to her attention before. She merely watches the other quietly. And with Fidelia's dabbing over the last few minutes, Wrath is mostly... or at least somewhat LESS painty.

Tom pats chance on the back, "Thanks bud... Just one of those things... How's been the new area you found? I see they had done a few things to it in the forest?"

The gaze of the primal Get shifts from Sara and Chance to Wanda who has approached him and he finally manages to smile once again, "Always a pleasure to meet family!" The loud voice of Viggo comes out again and he offers out the mammoth sized hand to her, "Wanda ya say? I am Viggo Bergman! Though I guess you already heard the rest of my introduction already?" A grin finally creases upon Viggo's lips. "Surprised I never seen you before. I myself have just came from the land of snow as well."

Manu comes into the area from the living clearing, walking at a laxed pace and taking in the gathering with a slow swivel of her head. Hands idly rested on her hips as she steps, she takes her time studying the faces and figures around, looking for any familiar ones.

Slipping in quietly and definitely staying towards the back, Raven finds a quiet, out of the way spot to hunker down and watch the show.

Fidelia flushes almost crimson when June gives such a reaction towards her. She is happy to slide off of Wrath, and when she slides off she snuggles into the wolfs side, human, wolf, whatever. She remains close, becoming Wraths shadow.

Aodhan stands near to Quinn, his cousin and kin. No reason to get into anything, grumpy dwarf just watches with his hands in his pockets for now.

The sept gathers around the center, the Master of the Howl stands at the center of the circle while the Guardians patrol around the perimeter. "Welcome wolves, one and all, my Changing brothers and sisters, dancers in the high moonlight, welcome! I call thee, summon thee, bring you hence to witness this circle," He begins to circle everyone but the guardians as he speaks. "this everwidening circle, the moot that we call. Hear me! Hear my howl!" He comes back to center and he lets out an incredible howl..

Then comes the fool who rebuts the Litany as the Master of the Howl speaks it. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth they go while everyone jeers at the fool.

Then comes The Inner Sky with the Caller of the Wyld and the Four Winds.

Then... then comes the Cracking of the bone. Anthony, the Child of Gaia elder of the Caern steps forward and waits for silence.

Devlin touches Sara's shoulder and nods towards Quinn and Aodhan. A hint that they should move over to where they are.

Boss wanders to join the group. He glances around looking for someone.

Justine continues to draw close to the gathering, the delicate blonde looking morose and tense. She apppears to be alone, not being particularly close to anyone and yet she is not going out of her way to keep distant from the other others.

This place certainly doesn't lack for entertainment. Everytime he's here there is always something to watch. Krios just hangs back for now. As the moot kicks off he moves about trying to find a spot to settle in at so he can relax there with his gaze locked upon those that are leading the event and he can soak it all in. Been quite some time since he's been to one of these so for now he watches and listens to soak it all up.

Wanda places her hand in Viggo's own, dwarfed in size, her Germanic accent surfaces, "I have been away, before that in hiding. A deal of stories to share, certainly." With a glance around, noting all who have gathered, then back to Viggo, "If I could be so honored, I would like to sit with family." Of course knowing full well she is welcome to return over with Devlin and Sara.

By the time the 'opening ceremony' has been concluded, June seems notably less tense, but she still glances towards the self-declared 'Willworker' from time to time with a wary look every now and then, like she expects caern-rape to happen any moment now. She keeps her mouth shut, though; the loudest sound escaping her at all is a somewhat resigned sigh as she withdraws somewhat, coming to lean back against Chambers' chest.

Sara moves with Devlin toward the other Fianna.. she's still searching the crowd for someone, but even on her tip-toes she's not all that tall. "I don't see him yet.." Sara murmurs to Devlin, about someone as she raises a hand to greet Adohan and Quinn.

Chambers has joined the Cliath group, as he's not participating in the rites of this particular moot. (Some of the other young Theurges need a chance, after all). He sits and waits, participating as necessary, joining in the opening howl and thumbing his nose at the Fool whenever he passes by. He waits for his name to be called as matters of personal dispute arrive..

Wrath_of_Dike's form ripples and shrinks once Fidelia is off of her. She ends up in her glabro form, still quite massive and easily large enough to hide behind, over seven feet tall and a lean hundred and fifty three pounds, muscles rippled out like mad and she raises up from the crouch she had been in and dusts her hands off, running her tongue over her teeth as she goes silent when the moot begins, moving in to her place in the circle with Alecto at her side, who is of course here.

George isn't the Fool at this moot, its someone else's turn but he does pay close attention so he can mine the other Ragabash's performance for material. Some of those laws are really, really hard to counter.

Boss spots who is looking for and walks towards Sara. He glances about noting all the different faces.

Viggo gives as light of a handshake as he can to Wanda, and then motions towards the seat near him, "Join me, Wanda." He says, an then takes a seat, "Always welcome to have family around." He says, and his voice has actually quieted down with the start of the moot and the big get takes a seat, crossing his arms across the large scarred chest and watching.

Fidelia wilts under the occasional glances form June. She was painfully self-concious of them, and her hands go around Wrath when she changes back. She is silent however, as the moot is ongoing.

Quinn nods in greeting to Sara and Devlin as the Fianna gather with her cousin and her. is that a grin at the cornor of her mouth? couldn't be, she never smiles.

Takeshi moves to stand nearby, not joining any of the groups. He is Garou, technically, but not a member of the Garou Nation. So, the man watches respectfully, and very, very curiously, in absolute silence.

Yuri crosses his arms silently and watches the opening of the moot. He glances around for some of the others of his moon and nods to them.

Once over by Quinn and Aodhan, Devlin makes a quiet greeting to them.. might sound like Gealic to those that know. Though he could work on the accent..

Halle isn't quite sure what to expect, having no more than heard of what happens at a moot. She stands back away from the Garou a bit, and as she sees Takeshi by himself, makes her way over to stand nearby, glancing up at the taller man to smile briefly before looking back to the ritemaster.

Manu finds a good solid tree to stand by, not far enough away to be anti-social, but out of the inner circle of goings-on. She crosses her arms and hits the tree with a thud as she leans back, taking tender care not to slam the butt of her pistol into her back. Ouchie averted this time... One boot idly sways this way and that, leveraging against a bent knee as she watches out of etiquette's sake.

Anthony, Speaks-for Justice stands, his dark eyes roaming, waiting for perfect silence. Once that has been achieved, he steps forward. There is a dark scowl on his face. He is NOT happy. There is no introduction, no preface. He leads in with this: "Kaydin, ritenamed Scraps, Fostern of the Bonegnawer tribe was brutally murdered here in the Caern just a few days ago. He frenzied. He was taken down by several others to prevent him from harming anyone. Then, with his back turned, he was murdered." He falls silent then and he glares around the circle, daring someone to speak.

Takeshi smiles softly at Halle before returning his attention to the gathering. An eyebrow slightly quirks at the mention of murder, and his dark eyes slowly survey the others gathered, watching for reactions. He's never been to a western gathering before.

There he is! No time for introductions, if they're even needed. As Devlin greets Aodhan and Quinn quietly, Sara welcomes Boss to the gathering with an open hug. She smiles up at the tall man, settling back in behind the others with a far more relaxed smile, now that the contingent of Fianna is settled in, mostly. She gets real serious real fast when Anothony steps up and speaks.

June isn't going to speak, nuh-uh. Anthony's words do at least manage to tear her attention away from Fidelia for the time being, the green-haired Kami keeping her gaze focused mostly on Speaks-for-Justice as she takes a step back to find herself a place to sit. Said place just happens to be Chambers' lap, as it turns out.

Tom doesn't react he seems to listen as he sits there watching and listening.

Kathryn is listening quietly and with attention.

Boss returns the hug to Sara and gives her a nod. Then Devlin get's a pat on the shoulder. Quinn and Aodhan get a head inclination by way of greeting.

Chambers frowns softly, looking down. He was not here. He has only heard second-hand of this incident, and yet he feels as though it was a shame upon the entire sept. He accepts June against him, but silently.

Wanda moves to settle beside Viggo once he motions to the seat near him. The kin sitting up straight, her hands clasping upon her lap as she turns her attention upon Anthony.

Devlin's attention is on the speaker and his expression becomes somber

Wrath_of_Dike's eyes lower as the events of Kaydin's death are retold. Her left hand is behind her, squeezing gently about Fidelia's wrist, offering the kin what comfort she can in silence. Her right hand curls slightly into a fist and she grits her teeth, staying utterly silent.

Quinn has never been as far involved witht he community as she would like and this is news to her. her brows knit and she listens intently to learn as much as she can. her attention wrapped she misses boss's greeting and hopes he would be forgiving.

Chance listens, keeping quiet but attentive.

Justine sucks in sharp breath as Kaydin is spoken about.

Fidelia leans more into Wrath, and its her turn now to squeeze back in a way to try and convey some comfort to the other woman.

Viggo turns to Wanda and briefly smiles before the elder speaks words of death of another garou. He remains quiet though, and those arms remains folded across his chest as he waits to hear more of the story.

Halle's eyes show a troubled look as she listens, the Kin looking about at others reactions. She glances back up to Takeshi, with just the slightest motion of her shoulders that suggests she knows little about it either. Though it seems to upset her, hearing about it.

Speaks-for-Justice continues to glare around. His eyes land on those who are still moving around and hugging and taking places. When all are settled, he motions and the guardians lead in Whitethunder. He is in chains and HEAVILY guarded and will not be speaking or doing much of anything. "Julius Ceasar Whitethunder of the Shadowlords. He was witnessed by many in this act. I called upon his peers, his fellow Cliath Philodoxes to judge him." He motions to Alecto, Howls-at-High-Moon, Yuri, Defends-the-Weak, and the cub Kathryn. "These three were told to gather and decide his fate." Another brief pause as he motions them forward.

"Yuri, Defends-the-Weak. Did you and your peers come to the judgement of The Rite of the Stolen wolf, permanent Rite of Ostracism from this sept and to have all of his renown stripped from him?" He looks to Kathryn. "Did you and your peers come to the judgement of The Rite of the Stolen wolf, permanent Rite of Ostracism from this sept and to have all of his renown stripped from him?" Then, one last time, to Alecto. "Did you and your peers come to the judgement of The Rite of the Stolen wolf, permanent Rite of Ostracism from this sept and to have all of his renown stripped from him?"

Justine sucks in a sharp breath as Whitethunder is spoken about and she gives Yuri a pleading glance, even stepping in his direction. It is no secret that she is friends with the metis.

Yuri nods to the elder, "The punishment is fair and indeed merciful for the crime committed. It is in accordance with our laws. We met as directed and all agree."

Kathryn waits for her elders to speak first and then nods "Yes I agree to the punishment as well." She nods quietly and says "It is the most merciful we could agree to."

Sara's expression doesn't seem to change much as the judgement is announced.. she does look aside to Boss, and then back to the garou in chains and under heavy guard. There's a disturbed tension about the young woman, a sadness, but no surprise or dismay.

Chance actually looks a bit sad for some reason, though he says nothing.

Manu had kept her eyes on the ground during the beginning of the Trial, but she looks up as WT is led out into view. She's stone faced, and watches the scene play out in the centre circle.

Devlin's expression is hard to read in the face of things, but he remains silent.. after all this is very serious

It is as natural and as practiced as if it has been done a thousand times before. Alecto and Ameia both step forward at once in the same moment. Alecto raises her hands and gestures, not to Ameia, but to the group. Ameia's eyes are on Alecto's hands as she stands there. Her voice, though growly and rough comes out loud and pure and strong so that it carries to all. "I, Wrath of Dike, give voice to Howls at High Moon's words." Nothing more... Her voice translates every word that is signed to the group, not changing a thing. "We gathered as directed and we believe that this punishment is fair and more than merciful. The death of one warrior should not beget the death of another."

Justine sucks in another nervous breath, but as it sinks in that Whitethunder is being banished instead of killed, she calms a little, just a little. She tries to get close enough so that Whitethunder can see that she is here.

June doesn't remain on Jake's lap for particularily long, as it turns out; this might very well have something to do with her hair suddenly starting to grow longer the moment she comes into contact with him. After maybe thirty seconds at most, and with a full foot more hair than she started with, she scoots off his lap and moves to sit next to him instead, no longer touching, hair no longer growing. Throughout all that, the green-haired Kami's gaze remains almost exclusively focused on Speaks-for-Justice, though with the occasional glance towards the chained Whitethunder. A soft grumble escapes her; under the circumstances, the sound is barely audible.

Boss shakes his head, but says nothing.

Fidelia stays put very obediently behind Ameia and Alecto as they do their speech, waiting with her fingers knitted nervously in front of her.

Wanda is quiet, her attention locked on the judgement that is being passed. Her eyes slip to Whitethunder, then to Yuri who speaks.

Tom grunts as he shakes his head and then sniffs the air as he looks at WhiteThunder.

Aodhan crosses his arms over his chest and watches hte preciedings. His brow furrowed and the metis' body moving from foot to foot.

Viggo appears to be rather emotionless in this whole situation. Possibly because he doesn't know the individual or the story. Regardless he sit there attentive and quiet.

Urd shifts her weight in the back. Her attention drifting over the gathered Garou before she finally looks back at the focal point.

Quinn wants to comfort her cousin but knows better than to put a hand on him when he's like this. That and she is upset as well. so she stands With her cousin, supportive in her posture.

Takeshi watches in utter silence, standing beside Halle in his kimono, with his daisho at his side. His hands are tucked behind his back, and the man has impeccable posture. He soaks it all in, taking mental notes on the ways of the Garou Nation.

Halle stands quietly, just observing. Anyone watching her expressions closely might get the impression she's trying to work out what exactly the rites mentioned are, and likely working off just the names.

Raven can't really help it, but at the news about Whitethunder she draws out her flask and take a rather long pull from it. Her expression is fairly blank, but the action could speak of how she feels about it.

Chambers remains silent, though he does watch WhiteThunder through all this, perhaps as if to judge whether or not the Metis is going to lose his temper, or seems to be taking all this rather stoically. He does seem a little surprised at Yuri's involvement in the decision, given what Jake understands about Yuri's involvement in Kaydin's death, perhaps mistakenly.

Speaks-for-Justice motions the three - the four - backwards into the circle again. He points at Raven as she tilts her flask. "No." Then his eyes roam again slowly. "Are there any who oppose this judgement?" Whitethunder is complacent, barely moving, his eyes on the ground. "A simple lifting of the hand will suffice."

Eyes wide, that flask disappears and Raven looks far more attentive.

George is almost a little ashamed at how relieved when it isn't a death sentence that gets handed down. George stays still, having no opposition to the Elder's will in this matter.

Silent, watchful, near Devlin and slightly behind Boss and Aodhan, Sara's shoulder flexes a little at the question of opposition to the judgement. She looks to Devlin, then to Boss before she tensely hooks her thumbs in the pockets of her jeans, her expression doesn't require her to raise her hand to object.. though the fact is, she does not. Her lips turn pale, pressed together to tightly as they are in obvious restraint.

Chance doesn't move, though does seem a bit sad for some reason.

Urd remains where she is. Icy eyes drift over everyone before once more returning once more to the judgement.

Wrath_of_Dike and Alecto step back when they're gestured back in that same practiced movement. Wrath's hand reaches back behind her once more, wrapping around Fidelia's wrist once more in that reassuring grasp as she remains silent. She shakes her head slightly and looks slowly around the circle quietly, looking for hands, watching reactions.

Justine seems upset and her pale lashes look damp, but she keeps silent.

Wanda like Viggo has no real knowledge of the details or whom this is, and is otherwise without any actual reaction on her face.

Manu looks around as the names of rites are thrown around, looking as concerned as she does confused. She finds Devlin and Sara by chance, looking back at the circle before moving. The Garou is distracted with yelling at someone about booze, so she casually sneaks over to the pair. She precedes her approach with a quick "Psst!", and then comes to stand square with them and whisper to the two.

Boss looks vaguely annoyed at something

June does not raise a hand, or anything else for that matter. She crosses her arms across her abdomen as she shakes her head at Speaks-for-Justice, her expression perhaps somewhat grin but certainly not one of objection. She just might have been hoping for a harsher judgement, but clearly not to the point where she'd bother to object.

Anthony's gaze touches each face in the circle. He lingers on Sara, then Justine in due course and finally, he nods. "Then it is decided." He turns toward Whitethunder and begins to speak, then he hears that "Psst." He turns toward the girl. "SILENCE!" It echoes through the valley, bouncing around here and there. "WHO are you? Introduce yourself." He motions the girl into the circle. He has had ENOUGH.

Tom tilts his head and stands, "I question the judgment of the Philidoxes and this punishement.... Beloved Kaydin was a Fostern while this one was a Cliath, he was also a constant one to frenzy and did so 3 times before this not to mention in public at the Images and Dreams Cafe...This Punishement should be considered too weak in my eyes. No mercy should be given to those that have breached the Veil."

Anthony looks at TOM, then. "I SAID to RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU OBJECTED! I did NOT tell anyone to speak!"

Chance blinks and looks to Tom, seeming more then a little startled. When Anthony responds to Tom, Chance moves a bit, just in case.

Tom then lifts his hand looking at them all..

Boss lifts his hand as well.

Maybe she wasn't being as stealthy as she'd thought. Manu strikes her posture straight, looking straight at the man in the middle of the circle. She steps this way and that, as told, approaching the circle. Keeping it quick and simple, she levels her head and announces "Manu, Get of Fenris Kinfolk. I did not mean to interrupt, sir."

Sara happens to be standing in front of Manu, and be one of the two subjects of the whispered Pssst.. then Anthony's yelling, Boss is looking annoyed, and Sara's holding her breath with her chin lightly lifted in a posture of submission. She's still not making any noise, and she's got those thumbs hooked so hard in her jeans pockets they're ready to tear through denim. She's not answering Manu - for damn sure. She's looking more like she might just get sick again.

Anthony glowers at Manu as she comes forward. He lets her speak, then replies. "Perhaps you are ignorant of the respect due at a moot. You do not speak unless you have permission. Now that you have been called on, share with us what was so important that it could not wait." He motions to Boss. "You're next."

"And do not lie."

Manu says, "I will remember that, sir. I was confused about the terminology of your punishments, and sought a quiet explanation. I wasn't aware that silence was mandatory."

Manu holds her hands behind her respectfully together at her back, and bows her head after she speaks.

Viggo turns his gaze as he hears his tribes name called out by Manu and his eyes furrow with those massive arms crossed about his chest. Those nearby can hear a slight growl come from the massive primal man as the scarred muscles in his body begin to flex and twitch.

Anthony nods to Manu. "Understood. Speak with Mara Bane-Breaker and she will inform you..." He lifts his gaze and settles it on Tom. "... and anyone else who needs a refresher... after." He gives her a little pat on the head. See? He isn't so bad. He motions her back to the circle and then looks to Boss. "Speak."

Urd's head tilts a little and the tall blonde's fingers lift towards her neck where they curl on something that isn't there. She remains where she is though the blonde Kin's chin held high as she looks from Manu towards Boss.

Boss rises " I am Rides the Lightning, Cliath of the Fianna. I believe that we must consider the safety of our people, our secrets, and our sacred locations. Allowing him to live creates an opportunity for him to give our enemies information which they may use to attack us. He's already proven himself capable of harming hiss own without honor. What will stop him from betraying our secrets? I ask that the safety of our society be considered. "

Justine sucks in a sharp breath as Boss speaks and it seems that she doesn't like his words. She then raises her hand.

Anthony nods to Boss, then glances briefly to Tom. "You said your piece." Then over to Justine. "Introduce yourself and speak."

Manu, as soon as she's dismissed, gives a respectful nod and beats feet out of the circle. She doesn't look or move in Sara's direction, instead weaving an entirely new path through the crowd, back to her tree. If anyone were to look, there's a blown-cheek, relieved look on her face.

Boss sits back down without a word.

Tom tilts his head, "Anthony-ryha I do have more to consider. He is metis born and rite of the Stolen Wolf would not take him back to his breed form which is metis?" He with that is quiet after that.

"I'm Jusitne, kinfolk of the Silver Fangs." The delicate blonde says. Her small form is tense and she seems nervous, more than nervous upset. Her laces are damp with unshed tears. "I plead with you to let Whitethunder live as they have suggested." She says, looking between Wrath,Yuri and Kathryn. "He is not the sort to reveal secrets. He dose what he believes is right, but not always in the best way. His death would be a waste. I believe that there is purpose in his life yet, that Gaia has uses for him yet. That he will do anything to harm us, but will abide by the ruling. He always had his heart and intentions in the right place."

Viggo raises one large hand as well after Boss's words and waits to be called upon.

Fidelia shoots Tom a look, her bright mismatched eyes narrowing a bit as she looks towards Anthony almost expectantly soon after.

Sara is clearly struggling with her ability to maintain her grip on the pockets of her jeans, she looks to Boss and Devlin as she hears the voices call of their thoughts one by one, and sometimes out of order.

Aodhan raises one hand. The dwarf having to step forward to be seen.

Anthony ROARS at Tom. "DO NOT SPEAK OR YOU WILL BE MADE HIS PERSONAL GUARDIAN! WHAT ARE YOU NOT UNDERSTANDING ABOUT THIS? SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP!" Even the guardians on patrol look over. He takes a moment, then motions for Justine to continue. As she speaks, he nods, then motions her back to the circle. He takes a deep breath and turns to Aodhan.

Quinn steps forward with aodhan, behind him letting her hieght aid in drawing attention.

Wrath_of_Dike just sort of blinks and stares at Tom for a moment. Her eyes lift toward the sky and she shakes her head a little bit before looking toward Anthony once more, waiting to see events unfold. Viggo's hand lifting brings a little smile to her lips and she nods her head in approval.

George winces as there's so many calling for death as a penalty. George's features darken and he stands at attention with his hands held stiffly at his side.

Chambers lets out a bit of a sigh and raises his hand.

Viggo is still patiently waiting with his hand raised as Justine still speaks.

Tom tilts his head, with that shows throat to his elder and he nods as he sits back down after that.

Takeshi arches an eyebrow ever so slightly at Anthony's outburst. there isn't much expression on his fairly neutral face, but what might be noted is a look of disapproval at the eruption. Still, he keeps himself quiet. This is not his place, and he was welcomed to observe, So, observe he does.

Justine falls silent as she finishes speaking and steps back into the circle. She remains tense and alert as if ready to defend her stance on keeping Whitethunder alive again.

Chance looks around to all those speaking up, and keeps his own mouth shut.

Anthony turns to see Viggo's hand up and nods to him, after motioning to Aodhan

June's somewhat harsh expression cracks at Anthony's outburst, her left hand immediately darting up to cover her mouth in order to keep herself from bursting into a fit of giggles. Oh, it shows on her face plainly enough, but at least she manages to keep QUIET... for now. She does at least manage to regain her composure a few moments later, gaze briefly shifting to Tom, then to Jake when he raises his hand.

The raised voice goes to a roar and Sara's hands move. Not up.. she slips one into Devlin's hand to her left and the other into Boss' hand. The kin lowers her eyes to the ground. Her face reads too plainly that she has very strong feelings on the whole matter. But expressions don't have lips. She keeps her own counsel with great effort.

Yuri stands there silently, looking between those questioning his, along with the other's judgement. He takes a step forward and raises his hand, waiting to be called on.

Kathryn sits down and waits quietly.

Aodhan stands as tall as a dwarf can "SilverTongue, Cliath of the Fianna." he says in a loud rich Irish brogue. "I propose another path." he says "If there are conserns of him being rending the veil, if there are conserns about his loyalty, and there is to be mercy." he says "I propose he is given over to Charyss for judgement, and consigned to Erebus." he bows his head and steps back

ANTHONY nods to Aodhan and motions to Viggo

Justine listens to Aodhan as he speaks looking uncertain, like she is not quite sure what that all means. She moves toward the litte man and tries to whisper to him, assuming he doesn't do anything to prevent such.

Chance look around, ears back and turned in. He finally raises his hand a bit. It's about halfway up, as if saying he has something he could say, but won't be upset if he's not called on.

Urd's eyes turn sharply to Aodhan and a brow spikes and she blinks rapidly before she turns back to Anthony. She looks troubled now for the first time during the proccedings.

As Justine MOVES, then leans Anthony is on her in a flash. "Kin!" He moves toward her rapidly. When he speaks, it is quietly and calmly. "Do. Not. Speak. At. A. Moot. Unless. You. Are. Called. On." Then he lifts his gaze around the room, holding up a finger to Viggo to ask him to wait. "Are we Garou or are we human third graders? Can we not hold our tongue and show our respect for the rites? Have we lost ALL respect for self? For the Caern? For the Spirits? Even the punished.." He motions back toward Whitethunder. ".. who is known speaking out of turn and being a general ass hole knows when to keep his fucking mouth shut! The next person who speaks out of turn will be escorted FIRMLY out of the moot and will NOT be invited back to the caern until the next moot. IS THIS UNDERSTOOD?" He walks back up to his place and motions to Viggo.

Viggo finally lowers his hand and rises from his seat, "I am Keg Smash. Full moon of the Get of Fenris." He says as the hand raises and makes a thunderous smash over his scarred chest, "I am no philodox. But we seem to be at a bit of a decision here. Some want him out of the sept...." He motions to others around the, "Some want him dead. And others want him taken to Erebus...." He shakes his head slowly, "....which is usually a punishment justified for those who have turned to the snake. Yet, still others do not trust him and think he will turn on us." The massive get says as he trails back and forth in a pace, "May I offer a solution that may appease everyone. We are stripping him of all renown and all deeds he has done. We have already lost one of our own. Let him have the chance to prove himself. Let him stay here. The only place he will be allowed. He will perform the basic mundane functions that need to be done around here. He will be the first in the line of defense. The first to die should we be assaulted. We both get to keep one of our own and still keep a close eye upon him." He bows his head and takes a seat back down now.

Fidelia raises a delicate paint splattered hand to her face, and presses it to her forehead as another one of the members of the moot breaks the order of speaking, and starts to talk out of turn. She is just going to be the well behaved little willworker over in the corner. As the outburst happens, she flinches ever so slightly at the venom of the words, but she doesn't say a word. Nope. Not one!

Anthony nods to Viggo and then looks to Chambers. "Speak. Please." See? Nice guy. VERY nice guy. Calm. Sweet guy, really.

Justine doesn't dare whisper now! Her cheeks are pink and her lashes are still damp. She falls very very still.

Sara flinches when Anthony pounces, she closes her eyes when the Fenrir speaks. She and the will-worker have a lot in common here.. apparently there are at least two Fianna kin who like their tongues remaining in their mouths. Quinn don't fail us now!

Quinn simply puts a hand on her cousin's shoulder and nods in Silent support. Quinn doesn't even have to tuck her hands away and bite her tongue to keep the silence but then falling into ranks is second nature to her.

Wrath_of_Dike sighs as another kin tries to whisper again. Once more she's gently nudging Fidelia to stay put and she lifts her left hand high and waits patiently to be called upon. She looks almost tired at this point.

Chambers nods to Anthony and stands, bowing to those assembled. "I am Jake Chambers, Cliath Theurge of Gaia's Children. It is clear that WhiteThunder is a Garou who has sharply divided opinions. I do not question the judgment of his peers, for I feel their thoughts are wise. What I have observed of his behavior shows me a youthful Garou who is still prone to dangerous levels of pride and foolhardiness, but who has ambition and spirit enough to prove himself a great hero one day. I feel that his great strength of will needs proper focus; he is very much in need of careful tutelage. I wish to humbly suggest that the Western Eye in San Francisco may be a suitable location for him to be sent. It is no secret that the Eye specializes in rehabilitating troubled Garou, and does not hold the same animosity towards Metis that many more traditional septs do. I only ask for your consideration. Thank you." He then makes to sit down, having spoken his opinion.

Anthony's brow perks ever so slightly at Chambers' recommendation. He seems thoughtful. He nods and motions to Yuri to speak.

Yuri takes a deep breath, nodding to Chambers "There are those that are worried that he will share our secrets if he is sent out into the wild. I do have contacts at the Sept of the Frozen Trees in Latvia. He would still go through the prescribed rites and then sent there to serve out his time and be re-educated in our ways. That sept is a bit more strict than the one previously suggested, but he will be worked hard and will learn."

Anthony seems to like this idea of a specific place. He nods to Yuri and motions to Chance.

George is listening to all the suggestions, a subtle tension leaving the assassin's shoulders. His feet edge apart slightly and his hands move to clasp at the small of his back.

Justine remains very still and close to Aodhan, simply because she is not go change her place in circle again. She glances toward Yuri and gives a little nod, seeming to like that idea. She then turn sto Chance as if curious as to what the wyld-creature will have to say.

Chance stands and bows. "This one may be called Chance, I am a spirit of the place you call the Wyld. I thank you for the honor of being permitted to speak in this. Your philodox and elders are wise and kind in permitting him to live and I also wish to see him permitted to live, there have been too many needless deaths already. Some have voiced concern as to what he may say to others if he is captured. There are many spirits that can take his memories of this location, and anything else that the elders feel must be protected. In this way he can be permitted to live and learn, and still serve Gaia in some ways, with out placing the cairn or others at risk. Perhaps one day he will even serve her well enough to have his punishment lifted, as your philodoxs have been wise enough to see and allow for. In this time of strife, possibilities should not be wasted" He bows again. "I thank you for the honor of hearing my words." And with that he sits back down.

Sara is clearly, unlike Quinn, bad about falling into rank and file. Devlin's holding one hand down and she's leaning on Boss to help with the other. Yuri's words draw her eyes to the Shadow Lord half-moon, and the young woman continues to watch him even as others speak. There's an ever so slight tick of her head, a slight relaxing of her tense shoulders for anyone watching her, though who would be? She's just a kin. Then the tension creeps back as Chance speaks.

"No." The first Anthony has said that wasn't barked during all this. "I think it is very important that regardless of what happens to him from this moment forward, that he REMEMBER this. This place. The mate that he claimed when he had no right to. The people who spoke for him and against him. It is ESSENTIAL that he remember, else how will he learn?" He motions to Ameia. "Speak... and then the kin, Sara."

Wrath_of_Dike lowers her hand when she is called on. She steps forward and her growling voice raises as loud and clear as it had when she spoke for Alecto. "I do not have so much of a question or opinion on Whitethunder but only wish to address the Kin gathered." She pauses there for just a moment, waiting on an indication to continue or not. She keeps her eyes on Anthony respectfully and when he nods for her to go on, she smiles. "Thank you, Anthony-rhya." She says and then turns, looking over all of the kin that she can spot. "The Kin of this sept -DO- have a voice. You are not mere breeding stock to be locked up and kept for nothing more than creating more kin and more Garou. It is our job as Garou to -teach- you. If you do not understand something that is being said. You -may- raise your hand and wait to be called on just like the Garou you stand next to and trust enough to lean in and whisper to. You are our family. You are part of our nation. Raise your hands when you don't understand. You will be called on. There is no shame in not knowing what a term means, what a rite does, or giving your opinion if you have one on a subject. Raise your hand. Give us your voice. You will be called on. If your question is something that is better suited to another time, you will be told as much but do not fear to raise your hand and learn about what things mean. Ignorance means death for our kind. A well educated Kin is a boon to the entire sept." She looks to Anthony and nods her head. "That is all." And then she steps back into her spot and goes silent.

Kathryn raises her hand to put in her last two cents.

Anthony nods to Wrath's words and even manages a little smile. "This is true." Then he looks to Sara with a little grin. "And you may speak your mind freely, so long as you remain reasonably respectful in your tone."

Justine glances toward Wrath, nodding silently in response to her words.

Urd's attention turns towards the Black Fury and she inclines her head before she looks back towards Sara.

Quinn 's jaw tightens after listening to Wrath. though her disoplin and training keeps her displeasure from showing more than a tence jaw. infact it's subtle enough that maybe Aodhan is the only one that can tell.

Manu was in the middle of straightening her boot's tongue when she hears the words that sound a little close to home. She looks over at the circle, at the large woman therein. She watches without batting an eye, and listens without moving from her stooped lean against the tree, with one boot on the other knee. After the words are spoken, she manages to keep that poker face that she'd had through the speech, and continue to fix her boot.

Tom been quiet for quite awhile and continues to be quiet.

Horror. When she's singled out, Sara looks sharply at George.. then Devlin, Boss, Quinn, Aodhan - no help. She's back to staring at Anthony and the kin hurls into her own mouth in protest as her gut folds over on itself in abject revulsion for that which she's about to do. Letting go of the hands of the two Garou, Sara gets to her feet and steps away from her tribe. "My name is Sara Jane Robinson. I'm a kin of the Fianna but I'm not speaking as one right now, because this opinion .. is not in line with theirs." She looks back over her shoulder at the group then back at the judges. "I don't have an opinion on the punishment of the Garou because it's not my place to question the judgement of those Gaia placed as Half-moons. I'm very strongly opinionated about roles Sir." She looks at the garou in chains then, and back at Anthony. "I was there when the murder happened. The blood of the fallen is as much on my hands as Whitethunder-Rhya's. This wasn't the selfish act of one garou taking the life of another. This was the cumulation of many mistakes and for that, Whitethunder-Rhya, for my part. I'm sorry, and I hope you find peace." She looks at Anthony to see if she can sit back down.

Fidelia looks towards Wrath when she speaks, then up towards Anthony when he acknowledges the words of Wrath. Fidelias face kind of squirrels up a bit when Sara starts to speak. Her eyes briefly close, and she raises a hand up into the air. Its fast, like she couldn't do it otherwise. She stands perfectly still once the paint-stained hand is raised.

Halle continues to just watch quietly, eyes darting about at times looking from one face to another. Reading expressions even as she listens to the words being spoken.

George is all of a sudden struck by a point that astonishes him, having mediated an argument between Sara and Chance earlier he was too busy handling it to notice. He peers over at Sara now, wondering when she started being able to talk. He raises his own hand now.

Klenko has arrived.

Anthony looks at the kin for a long moment, then to Whitethunder. Whitethunder doesn't speak, but he does nod. His eyes never leave the ground. Anthony turns his gaze back to Sara and gives her a faint smile. "Well spoken, mute one." Then he looks to Kathryn. "Speak. Then George."

Tom raises his hand after that.

Sara moves back to the place she was sitting when called, and if the tribe doesn't close ranks on her, she'll sit back down there.

Justine listens quietly.

June's gaze wanders this way and that, for the most part looking at whoever happens to be speaking at any given moment. When her hands do move, it's not to raise them; from time to time she reaches to adjust her hair, or the general fit of her top, but it doesn't seem like she has any real desire to actually speak. Her expression does take on a faintly surprised look at Sara's apparent admission of guilt, though. Nope, she wasn't expecting that bit.

Quinn gives Sara's back a pat as she returns to her place.

Kathryn says, "This reminds me of a song I really like called Closing time specially the part tht says "You don't have to go home but you can't stay here. Let us find a place where Whitethunder Rhya can go to learn the lessons he either wasn't taught or has forgotten. Take his rank and wolf and let him struggle to learn and improve himself. There has been enough blood shed."

Anthony nods and then motions to Fidelia. "Come ahead. Introduce yourself and speak."

Wrath_of_Dike steps out of FIdelia's way and offers her an encouraging smile, letting go of her wrist so that she can step forward and speak her peace.

Manu hadn't stopped listening, but now that her boots are nice and even-laced and straightened up, she veers her eyes over to the circle to tag-team the events with her ears. She had paused and looked when Sara introduced herself and spoke, though. She moves to pull something out of her pocket. Then, nipping at her lip with her teeth, decides against lighting up a cigarette at the moment. Might be poor form.

Fidelia nods her head meekly when Anthony indicates she is after Kathryn. She steps forwards and tries to raise her voice. Its a good thing for everyone that no one is allowed to talk, because her voice would be easily lost. "I am Fidelia Hopkinson, Kinfolk to the Fianna, and a willworker." She says, trying to keep her voice level. It dips just the slightest when she says willworker. "I was there when Kaydin was murdered. I do not speak First Tongue. I did not understand what was going on, but I know what my eyes saw. They saw Devlin return from speaking with the elders, with the message that those involved should 'act like Garou.'" She says, taking a steadying breath. "White Thunder acts to the letter of the law, not to the spirit of it. I do not believe he understands what led to the laws he tries to enforce being put into place. It is a crucial thing he must understand to judge." She steps back. "Its my opinion he be rehabilitated... I do not think any more life should be lost." She finishes on a mumble, and edges back more.

Klenko filed in with the rest of the kinfolk and waits in the wings, listening, waiting.

Anthony motions to George.

George steps up to speak when its his turn "I am George Andrews, rited 'Mocks the Dark' from my taunting of the Specters in my Rite of Passage, 'Trains the Weak' for my service in teaching the kin of this sept how to hide and protect themselves, 'Kills in Silence' for ending of four war twisted Fomor and leaving no clue or sign for the Wyrm loyal handlers to know why. Adren Ragabash of the Silent Striders Called Harmerti and Speaker to the Dead for the Remembrance and special blessings of my tribe. Scout, Thief and sniper for my skills. All used in Gaia's service of course. Beta for the Misfits pack, servants of Peregrine."

George takes a deep breath before speaking further, not liking to be the center of attention but its gotta be done "The fact that Kaydin was perhaps only weeks from his own execution is worth mentioning though only as an ancillary note not a mitigating one. Outcasting poses too great a security risk in my opinion but Execution is too great a punishment for a breach of protocol and disrespect of rank. Take his wolf, take his rank, send him somewhere to learn over again. Or have him ended with the curse of my tribe so he passes beyond the quiet places where the ancestors dwell and cannot be called back till gaia sends him to be reborn."

Anthony nods to George. "Thank you." Then he looks to Tom. "Speak wisely."

Justine turns to George and listens to him. She then looks over toward Tom.

Fidelia looks relieved to be done saying her piece, and she backs into Wrath to lean into the woman, letting her bright mismatched gaze move towards George.

Viggo remains seated and quiet, arms once again crossed about his chest as he listens to others speak.

Tom tilts his head as he looks over at Anthony and then nods, seems the man is learn, "I am Tom Harley, Fixes-The-Net, Ragabash, Fostern of the Glasswalkers, Member fo the Random Interrupts. I withdrawl my statement from earlier I think that the Philidox group has done a fine job but it could have been a bit harsher but what I said in calling for the Julius' Death allowed different people to think about the value of Julius' life and I hope he will do his time and come back a stronger person... I after all was trying to see this man live and worked to see he apoligized to everyone in the sept before he was taken for punishement. I didn't lie about the punishement rite I view it should be a bit harsher but I'm glad it isn't. You know I took Julius around and tried to have him apoligize to every elder and garou out there trying to pay for his grievance. Actually George is right the man Kaydin was just as much fault in his own death as WhiteThunder was to his blunder. WhiteThunder Ate a spirit of Rat which was Kaydin's familiar I think, Kaydin attacked Julius several times. This is why we have Challenges, this is why we have Tradistions and a Litany in the first place. Remember Challenge if you have a grievance with another Garou for if allowed that Grievance can fester into hatred and from there into Vengence, and that is only of the Wyrm and why we do things here as we do."

Chance sits quietly and looks to Tom to see what he has to add.

Tom looks around, "I also Apoligize to those around me if I upset you." He with that nods his head and he is done.

Takeshi is silent, still. The Hakken stands beside Halle, taking note of every word an action of the Garou Sept. There's no judgement or condesension in his gaze. The man is simply learning about his western cousins, and with respect.

Manu listens to George's words, and sets her jaw. She crosses her arms and leans a little further into that tree trunk. Fingers edgily tap away at her bicep, silently of course, and she looks off into the distance, brooding. Toms words reigns her mood in a bit, and she weighs the words and distracts herself from the general consensus for the moment. It only helps for a few moments. She pushes off the tree and approaches the circle, with her hand raised.

The tall Nordic woman's eyes turn towards Tom. Urd watches him a moment and then looks at the others again and she pushes her hair away from her face.

Sara is silent, no longer fidgeting.. having spoken her peace, the only words directly said to the garou in chains tonight, as everything continues around him. She keeps her head down, hands now settled on her hips with her arms crossed.

Klenko doesn't draw attention to himself, just hangs out in the background. He nods occasionally when the speaker seems to call for it.

Manu just makes it to the outside of the circle as Anthony begins to speak. As she listens, her hand quickly goes down. Hoping to God and Gaia that Anthony didn't see her and waits for the "WHAT!!", she just settles in and sits down on a clear spot.

Anthony nods and motions Tom backwards. "Very well. Well spoken - all of you, even if it was out of turn for some. So we all... or at least most.. agree that simply turning him out and taking his wolf and his renown is not wise. That he should be schooled properly." He lifts a finger. "I agree. So does Mara Bane Breaker and Billy Iron Flail and the other elders of the sept. So!" He turns to Whitethunder. "Julius Cesar Whitethunder. You have been judged by your peers. You will be bound in your homid form for the period of one year. You will be ostracised permanently from this sept and you will begin life anew, as a CUB in a place far, far from here. Europe, I think. You will be given safe passageand handed over into good, strong, proper hands and you will serve out your punishment there." He waves him off.

Without further preamble, one of the guardians step forward with a pair of silver scissors, carefully coated to prevent damage and a rather ornate box. "Shift to your homid form." Whitethunder does so and the chains, likely a fetish, change with him to keep him bound. Anthony lifts the scissors and takes a piece of Whitethunder's hair and snips it with the scissors. This is dropped into the box and the box is flipped closed. The scissors are handed back and guards now take the box away. He then turns toward the crowd. "And now for the rite of ostracism." The circle is already formed, with Anthony and Whitethunder in the middle. Anthony steps back into the circle, next to George and he begins. "Whitethunder! Of all Gaia's children, I have no such brother!" And then he turns his back and waits.

Urd listens and watches the ritual unfold without looking away. She finally dips her head and after the Elders turn Urd does as well.

Chance watches sadly as the actions are taken.

Klenko, who doesn't appear to know any of the individuals accused, looks on in relative apathy.

Tom looks over at Urd a moment as the punishement continues.

George snaps back to full attention and says "Julius Ceaser Whitethunder, of call Gaia's children I have no such brother." curtly before doing an about face.

Sara does what Devlin does, as he does it.. which really just falls in line with Quinn.. the Fianna over here in this corner seem to be pretty tightly united at the close of the ceremonies so to speak. With any luck at all this means she's free to leave - unless Gaia forbid - there's more to deal with.

Wrath_of_Dike closes her eyes and sighs sadly. This is the second time she's had to do this since she arrived. She speaks out when the circle of voices comes to her. "Julius Caeser Whitethunder, of all of Gaia's children, I have no such brother." Then she turns on her heel to put her back to him, her voice sad and filled with disappointment. Alecto moves next, shifting up to glabro as well so that she can speak the words and turn her back on the wolf in question.

Takeshi is not a part of the Sept, so he says nothing. He lets the western garou recite their ritual. He watches, his posture never faltering, his dark eyes flicking from one person to the next in silence.

When it reaches him around the circle he announces in that Irish brogue, and Galiard's lungs. "Julius Caeser Whitethunder... Of all Gaia's children, I have no such brother!" Aodhan lifts a tufft of his shaggy hair and cuts it off with a pocket knife. As he might for one dead. He turns his back on the man letting the tuft of red hair fall to the ground.

Viggo says no words, but the big man does stand and turn his back upon Whitethunder arms folded across his chest.

Halle looks over to George as he turns away, and she might make eye contact with him. She points to herself, and then to the circle, and then first nodding, and then shaking her head with a questioning look, as if not sure if she is meant to participate.

Yuri watches the ritual silently, as the convicted's tribe mate, it will be on him to transport him to Europe...

Tom turns, "Julius Caeser Whitethunder, I have no such brother..."

Chance is not garou and stays silent, just watching sadly. He does look the those watching, and if the rest of the Garou turn away, then he will as well.

Quinn and her femine brogue echos her cousin's and turns upon the accused.

Chambers stands and turns his back in turn, speaking the words. He seems sad.

Kathryn turns her back and says the words in turn.

Justine stays quiet, but she does turn her back.

Only two do not say those words. They will do it later. Once he is safe at the new sept. He is led off, still in those chains, out of the circle. Anthony waits for them to be completely out of sight and then he turns, staying within the circle. "One more thing. And only one more. The willworker, Cross."

Tom raises his hand again looking at Anthony...

Oh shit.. Anyone watching Sara can see Sara's head and shoulders drop like sones when Anthony mentions Father Cross. She doesn't turn back around, leaving her back to the inner circle. Forehead meet tree. Ka-Thunk. And there she stays just leaning against it, willing herself to be absorbed into the bark.

Lochlan arrives with a panting breath as he arrives as he arrives, out of breath as he had ran all the way here as he hopes he isnt too late.

Klenko moves around the edges of the circle until he is next to Sara. He mutters a question to her.

Alecto had taken something out of her pocket before she shifted up. Now that the rite is finished, she shifts back to her homid form and hands a piece of paper over silently to Ameia. Wrath takes the paper and smiles thankfully to Alecto, giving her hand a squeeze. She steps forward, though Anthony's words give her pause and she waits, just holding the note quietly. Seems it is already up for discussion, so she waits.

Manu stands as the circle is about halfway to her in it's rhythm, and as it closes in on her turn, just turns and waits for business to continue, before turning back to the circle.

Wrath_of_Dike tooootally turns around again with the others too when it's safe to do so.

ANTHONY waves Tom off briefly from his place in the circle. "I assume you have all seen the messages here and there. It has travelled far and wide. "This man, this willworker, has in the past been an asset to the sept. He has removed bonds of blood and stopped many arguments, but this... message..." NOT A HAPPY PUPPY RIGHT HERE.. "Might have been a little too much." He nods to Ameia. "You have words on this subject. Speak."

Kathryn fades into the background....

Sara is already wincing as someone walks over, and speaks to her.. she's not responding to Klenko as Anthony continues to speak, but she does look at him as if he's grown an extra head. The kinswoman raises a finger to her lips in a wide eyed Shhhhh expression that remains absolutely silent. She's trying very hard to remain invisible, can't you tell?

Viggo takes a seat finally, but then he is raising his hand once more.

Klenko shrugs his shoulder and stays to watch. His expression says that he recognizes the name but nothing more.

George winces and reaches up to pinch the bridge of his nose. Even though its still a formal moot George is a little relaxed now that its not the High Crimes section any more.

Krios frowns all the more from the spot he's settled into. His eyes upon the discussion as he waits to see what will be told though that expression seems to only grow more bothered at the words spoken. Leaning back he rests with his hands propped out behind him eyes turning to Wrath to see just what she has to say on the matter.

Urd has turned back the pale haired woman's eyes have trailed over various people and continue to do so but she hasn't moved far from her spot. She hasn't spoken a word

Wrath_of_Dike nods as she's motioned to. She holds up the note... which is already known about, but she has it just the same. "This note appeared at the glade by some unknown force. Firstly I want to state that I do not appreciate my territory being violated by unknown means. This is a threat to myself and to all those I have promised protection to within my territory." She looks around. "I have been investigating this with the help of my ancestors." She says. "And with my own personal connections. Some of what we have been accused of in this note is due to a gang known as the Rippers. They seem to have mostly scattered with the death of their leadership. Others that I've questioned clearly appear to be suffering the effects of the delirium."

"There are wolves involved in some of what has happened. I was there when -one- of the events occurred..." She gulps and lowers her eyes. "And I fear my involvement also resulted in a breach of the veil. I was forced to shift when Kaydin frenzied and attacked me at this Images and Dreams place. My renown speaks of my honor in helping George-Rhya take him down and protect the humans that were there and endangered. I do not know personally of any other events that may have happened there but I would like to ask that any Garou who has ever breached the veil there, reasonable or not to step forward and have the balls to say what you've done and give your reasons for doing so." Then she looks to Anthony, her head lowering a notch in respect, though her voice remains clear and loud. "I will not allow myself, my kin, my territory to be threatened in this way." Her rage rips around her, flaring for just a moment before settling in around her tightly.

Anthony nods and steps forward to speak. "There are many who feel the same." He looks to Tom. "Speak."

Tom tilts his head, "I met with Cross today, I believe he hasn't any ill intentions there according to the man after I questioned him believe him. He is just worried at the amount of Veil breaches which has happened there and the missuse of powers which could draw attention from the Technocracy or even Hunters. One was Kaydin and someone which just left, A white tiger someone among the Bastet, and there has been people using powers on others there as well. Cherazart has agreed to start reporting to me if there are any other breaches of the Veil, same with Cross. I will report these to the Elders if they are Garou so that her Territory can be clear of such problems and he will lend his help to any recovery and if on the territory look after it while I am there."

Sara listens to whomever is supposed to be talking, but she's still watching Klenko, just in case he's going to try attracting attention again. The kin remains leaned up against the rough bark of the tree, as much behind the Fianna as possible. When the angry Fury speaks her peace, Sara rather meekly raises her hand in the air over her head.. but maybe they won't notice. She's small, she's being quite, and she can't shift and rend the veil can she?

Klenko strolls away from Sara. Returning to his place where he was before.

Yuri remains quiet and listens to the discussion of Images and Dreams. He looks to the others but doesn't speak much for the rest of the night.

Urd's lips have pressed into a thin pale line and she's keeping quiet while she listens to the goings on but once more the Blonde Kin is unhappy.

Anthony's brow arches at Tom. "You are Ragabash. Not Philodox. You may tell Cross that we'll handle it. Thank him for his time. There will be no more veil breeches at Images and Dreams. Not from the Garou. Not from the Bastet or the Ratkin or ANYONE. Cherazart, the last I checked, was KIN. Not a one of you have stepped in to seek help from an elder? None of you. Instead, it goes to the MAGE who isn't even KIN. Ridiculous. No."

Tom tilts his head, "Anthony, I am Ragabash I am suppose to step up when none do and be ridiculous.."

Wrath_of_Dike lifts her hand once more.

Manu stands up in her place at the circle, as the subject turns a little sour. She does raise her hand, scowling a little.

Justine keeps quiet. She moves close to Chance, but she doesn't even considering whispering. She tries to lean up against him, looking sad.

Urd's eyes turn to Anthony and she nods once, curtly, to herself before looking at the others. At this point she moves over to Yuri placing a famlial hand on his shoulder and then looking sidelong at him. She doesn't speak but the look is enough.

Chance looks to Justine, then to Tom and leans against Justine quietly.

Anthony SEES Sara. He nods, but holds up a finger. "NO! Being a RAGABASH does not mean that you have to be a fucking idiot! You can question. You can play the devil's advocate. That does NOT mean that you have to be ridiculous. That also does not mean that you can be an annoying little prat and tar a dog house or drink a soda in the caern. Just because you are a trickster does not mean that you have to be a fool! STOP BEING A FOOL!" He takes a deep breath. "Back on the subject: I will send a galliard to speak to Cross. Maybe a Strider. You have no part in this any longer, Fixes-the-Net. You will direct any questions from Cross to me. DO you understand?" He doesn't wait for an answer. He motions to Sara. "Speak."

George looks flatly over at Tom when he asserts a ragabash's rights as he sees them. George raises his hand and waits to be acknowledged.

Lochlan remains silent as he watches the goings on, hands in the pockets of his red coat as he waits and watches. He didnt know if the elders recieved his missive, he didnt think they did so he would remain silent for now.

Krios gives a nod to the words from Anthony when he speaks and those in turn from Wrath though he looks back to Tom when he sets Anthony off again. Watching it all he lets out a sigh but doesn't move from his spot and doesn't try to give voice to it he is merely an observer here and he is fine with that. The Kami looks about as people speak a bit of curiosity in his features though all he does is relax there.

Turning around, the short, blonde, Fianna kin lowers her hand.. looking after Klenko as he walks away, and folding her arms across her chest. Sara speaks softly, "Toshio, the white tiger.. he made trouble in the cafe, and he was kicked out yesterday. Father Cross was with Cherazart, and she confirmed it was her wishes that he handle it in the middle of the street. Toshio then tried to attack Father Cross, who.. is an elder will worker. He was led away from that situation by one of the other cousins, the one who limps and smokes a lot of pot.. he's a really nice guy. Then inside, Cherazart's fiancé and Devlin had a misunderstanding and it resulted in the young man dropping his trousers so to speak.. he is apparently one of the fae. I stepped up into his fist so he hit me instead of Devlin, then Manu held him back so Devlin and I could run out and avoid any more problems.. Father Cross came to my house today and spoke to me briefly on the subject.. I reported to George-Rhya as soon as I got here. Because I didn't know what else to do. But whatever the elders do to handle it, please be aware that Father Cross isn't involved out of spite for the Shifters, it's out of fear of the secrets getting out, and his unassociated friendship with Cherazart.. and with her full and willing compliance. Unless I've totally hallucinated the whole thing. Sir."

After Urd's quick moment with her Brother she starts to move off again looking for a place to settle. The tall Fenrir Kin moving around behind people so as not to interupt anyone. Her shoulders twitch a little as things evolve and she finds an out of the way large stone to sit on.

Anthony nods to Sara's words. "As I have said, he has been an asset to us in the past. My question is why haven't WE fixed the problem? Why hasn't Cherzart come to US to fix it?" He holds out his hand for Ameia's paper. Assuming she hands it over, he reads it aloud. " The ongoing veil breaches, assaults, and general destruction to Images and Dreams are going to be stopping, now. I will be personally resolving any issues that happen from this point forwards. If you are unable to police your own, I will do it. If you have any questions, you know where to find me. " He pauses and looks around the circle. "Are we able to police our own? Have we been given the opportunity to do so? WHY haven't we?" He motions toward Ameia. "You have more to say."

Wrath_of_Dike steps forward once again when she's gestured to by Anthony. She hands over the paper of course. "Respectfully, Speaks for Justice-rhya... Mocks the Darkness-ryha and myself took Kaydin /directly/ to the elders the day that we caught him frenzying at the coffee shop. He was murdered before any action could be taken by the elders to handle that. As for myself. I shifted. I broke the veil as well. Two wrongs do not make a right and I submit myself to the elders for their punishment for that... but we /did/ bring it to the elders attention on that particular occasion. As for the rest... you've just asked the same question I had. Why is a Kin taking Garou matters to a willworker and not to the elders?" Then she steps back as she's said her peace, for now.

"I believe the problem was, she kept to herself." Lochlan says as he steps up. "I frequent the hangouts known amongst us...I have not seen her. The time I have seen her, I never saw her associate with any of us." He says, waiting for the repercussion.

Krios for the first time lifts his hand. He doesn't speak waiting to see if he will be called on as he rests there. His expression is troubled but he doesn't let on to anything else just waiting for his chance to speak.

Anthony nods to Ameia. "Yes. You did. And we were going to bring it up at the next moo----" When Lochlan interrupts, Anthony ROARS at him. "OUT! OUT! OUT! GET OUT! I SAID do not speak out of turn. I MEANT it! Do not come back to the caern until the next full moon! LEAVE!" Two guards move immediately to escort Lochlan out.

Viggo shifts in his seat and listens further to the story, trying to catch up on what exactly is going on.

Takeshi lets out the tiniest of sighs when Anthony erupts again. He stays still and watches however, still with impeccable posture. His gaze flicks about at the various Garou and Kin.

Lochlan raises his hands as he is approached by the guards. Seems he expected them and walks out without needing to be told twice, keeping calm despite it.

Manu remains standing, not even flinching as Anthony whips around and roars at the fellow. She just watches and idly keeps her hand in the air.

Lochlan moves to Large Cavern - Deep Forest

Urd's eyes sweep to Anthony again and from him to the others. She watches reactions with a continued expression knit with thought.

Anthony just about lost his shit right there. He waits for Lochlan to be escorted out. Cheeks flaming, he takes a breath and let it out slowly. He pauses for a long moment, then turns back to Ameia. "His punishment was to be dealt with at the next moot. Yours will be decided then as well." Deep breath. "Who...." Anthony reaches up and pinches... "... Sara. You say her fiance is fae and part of the problem? He is also a breech." Deep breath and he motions to Manu. "Speak please."

Klenko pales slightly at Anthony's rage, but he doesn't take a step back.

Justine quietly leans into Chance, listening nervously.

Wrath_of_Dike inclines her head deeply at Anthony's words. There's more than a little sadness there and ... tension. Now she's anxious. Great. She's careful not to show it, but those who know her well will easily see it. She steps back into the circle and waits quietly once more.

Sara slides back against the tree, her arms tightening around herself as Anthony speaks to her. "He's something called a Saytr Sir.." speaks Sara a little hoarsely. "Legs of a goat and big horns. He thought Devlin was discussing Family business with Cherazart and got really angry that he wasn't being involved. He went all half-human hairy, swing at Devlin, and I stepped in and took the punch. Manu grappled him, and Devlin and I left immediately to let everything calm down. Father Cross showed up at my home today, delivered a hand written apology from Cherazart's fiancee, and told me he was pleased with how we conducted ourselves. He wanted to make sure that he wasn't being perceived as favoring any one group in his self declared war on these breeches of secrecy. I reported to George-Rhya Sir. I really don't know a lot more."

Quinn steps back and offers Sara and hand or arm to lean on. she has to be more comfy than a tree. Quinn isn't that rough and calloused. She offers support if it's needed even if it puts her in sight of the loud red faced Anthony.

Manu doesn't really seem frightened per se about gaining the attention of the Garou already halfway pissed, just much more attentive than just a moment ago. She steps forward into the circle-- She was getting good at this. Hands resting at the small of her back, she nods and starts to speak, loud and clear. "I'm, not sure how much this is going to help how you feel, Speaks-For-Justice-rhya. But since it pertains to the current matter, I should make it known. I was actually stationed down here to take care of this situation. The situation I speak of being the number of veil breaches that had occured at the kinfolk-owned cafe. One of the Garou's Gibbous moon passing through had spoke of it, and my organization felt...Uh. If I may speak frankly," She pauses for a moment, watching Anthony as she weighs different words. Politer words. Safer words. "That, perhaps the Caern was too busy to take notice of the kinfolk's situation. I uh. Won't, quote my colonel directly. But, I arrived, from what I can tell, two days after the last Garou had shifted in the cafe, and was not present when Cherazart confirmed Cross' consultation. We were ready to handle it, whether or not asked. But, like you said, the question rises now about why we, or you, weren't asked. I have come to know Miss Cherazart and the company she keeps. They are overall a good lot, and level-headed usually. She, however, is a little soft of heart, and unsure of how things in the Garou world work just yet. So when Garou started fighting each other in her restaurant, she felt uncertain that calling in more Garou would help the situation at all. And as for the Satyr..." She pauses, and her brow scrunches slightly, as things click into place a little for her mentally. "Last night was the first time I had seen him react violently to anything, and it was during a stressful situation. He, on my own responsibility, is not a threat at the moment."

"No.. I.. apologize.. Sir.. I misspoke I talked to Yuri-Rhya about it.. not George Rhya I'm sorry." Sara looks like she might be sick at speaking out of turn but that seemed pretty important to correct herself.

Urd finally looks down and rubs her face shaking her head. She casts a glance towards the direction of the forest.

Krios just continues to wait patiently with his hand in the air. It doesn't waver and neither does his expression as he remains waiting comfortably until the others have spoken and he may be called upon.

Chance leans against Justine and listens quietly, ears still down.

Luckily, Anthony is not in the mood to go completely batshit on a kinfolk and that WAS pretty important. He still gives Sara a dirty, dirty look, but nods. "Thank you." Back to Manu. "Then she needs to be educated. Perhaps she has not been properly welcomed? No... no she has been out here before. With Scraps, I believe. Was she not at a moot?" Anthony looks around briefly for confirmation. "George."

George clears his throat and steps forward to speak, again over coming his anxiety and fear to put himself at the focus of /so much/ attention "The straw that broke the camel's back was the incidents with Toshio that Sara described. I believe the intensity of Cross's involvement is largely because Cherazart and her associates count themselves more his acquaintances and allies than the nation's. She and Hers we close friends of Kaydin's and likely harbored resentment for his treatment however well earned and wisely doled out it might have been."

George sighs and takes a deep breath, looking around before continuing and trying not to count just how /many/ people are looking at him right now "Aside from whatever is done to address the Elder mage's...concerns, it is my opinion that Cherazart needs to be taken under closer watch by the Nation. She may not be a wolf but it is not good for one of the People to be so isolated from their own kind."

Clearing his throat George tacks on "As to my conduct in handling a Thrall frenzying Ahroun, I've already spoke with you and the other elders on that and I believe we're addressing that another time."

Sara accepts Quinn's support, and when she gets the dirty, dirty, look from Athnoy she even hides a little behind the other Fianna kinfolk. She's just going to be over here behind Quinn, Devlin, Aodhan.. and the tree.

Anthony nods to George and looks to Ameia. "Wrath-of-Dike.. you will see to her education. If not you personally, then see to it that it's done, but you will be held responsible for her education. Mocks-the-Darkness is right. Kin should not be left on their own." Anthony turns his attention then to Krios. "Introduce yourself and speak, please."

Wrath_of_Dike listens to Anthony. Her head comes up and she -blinks-. She gulps and glances over at Alecto, then back to Anthony and she nods her head once, chin nearly hitting her chest. Oh god. That's a BIG responsibility... and yet she accepts it. Tough girl! Keep up the tough girl act! She straightens her shoulders and lifts her head, gulping silently.

Quinn doesn't mind being made a shield. she is a larger imposing woman and easily hidden behind.

Tom is quiet as he leans back and then takes a moment to look at the rest of the people.

Krios' voice rings out with that smokey gravel to it, "I am Krios Athon, one of the Mother's Blessed, Kami, Consecrated unto the great Pegasus herself." He says dipping his head with respect toward the Elder, "Intent of his message may not have been to carry malice but a threat it did sound in the ears of many. It worries me greatly that a Willworker would feel they could address not simply the entire Garou Nation but all of Gaia's shifting children in such a manner as if from above them. It puts many in danger if they think we are not strong. It is a dangerous slope to tread and one that causes me fear for those who cannot protect themselves as fully as the Garou." A frown pulls at his lips, "But aside from that my question would be, if this kin goes to the mage for this, what else? What other matters and informations that should be taken directly to an Elder, to those that are Gaia's choosen and trusted are instead being handed to willworkers or whatever else. Thank you." Another dip of the head given as he blends back to his spot.

Urd looks towards Krios and then looks back towards Anthony again. Once more though her eyes get drawn towards the path towards the forest and beyond and she stares that way.

"Precisely. Thank you." He turns to Ameia. "See to it. Is there any other business or comments before we dismiss? There will be no revel tonight."

Manu continues to stand just outside the circle after her turn to speak. She watches Krios as he does so, and there's a slight narrowing of her eyes as she watches him and he makes his points. Of course, she remembers the hush rule. Quick learner, for a Get.

Sara doesn't raise her hand, in fact where did she go? She'll be hard to spot behind Quinn unless someone actually searches for her. She'd quite prepared to call it done.

Takeshi slowly raises his hand, finally. With a deep voice and a thick Japanese accent, the kimono clad and daisho wearing man offers, "OI would like a chance to introduce myself. If this is not the suitable time, however, that is fine."

The massive Get, Viggo, has remained silent through this matter. Apparently he is not up to speed on it and thus let's those in the know continue to make comment. Though at hearing there will be no revel he seems to frown a touch.

"Yes! Introductions for any who wish, then we will go." Anthony says

Raven rubs a hand over her face, not quite believing that she managed to make it through the moot. There's a sort of disappointed expression on her face and her posture isn't exactly one of a happy individual as she slinks out of her little spot in the back and stretches, hands rising up high as her back arches a bit. Long time to sit still.

Urd waits and then despite the increasing frown on her face the tall blonde Kinfolk stands and holds her hand up waiting.

Halle turns her head to Takeshi then, the Kin having stayed quiet through the moot, but having done a lot of observing.

Takeshi nods gently, and the man turns until he is facing the gathering. He offers a deep, respectful and perfectly executed bow, Japanese-style. "I am Akiyama Takeshi, of the Akiyama line of samurai. I am Hakken, and a Fist of my Court. For those of you unaware, Hakken are the closest thing Japan has to what you call Garou. Our line is similar, in blood at least, to your Shadow Lords from my understanding, though we share no mindset. Only our breeding and similar. A Fist is similar to your Ahroun, however as samurai, I am also an artist, and a diplomat. I have come to learn the ways of your Garou Nation, and aid however I can, while also working with my relatives that live here, and are also of the Emerald Mother's Beast Courts. By relatives I mean what you call Fera, and we call brothers. I am Rite-Named Blade-Strikes-Like-Lightning." He finishes and straightens again.

Anthony bows with respect. It's an awkward gesture. "Welcome to the West. You should speak with Mocks-the-Darkness if you have not already." He looks around further. "There are new faces. Now is the time for introduction. Stand and speak."

Urd will wait moment while other people introduce themselves and after that she offers. "I am Urd, I am Seidh and Kinfolk of the Fenrir under the care of my foster brother, Protects the Weak-Rhya. I had made a meal for those who could not participate in the hunt. I've plenty of food, mead, water and a set up for tale telling in the camp clearing."

"Thank you, Urd. We would be happy to join you and we thank you."

Halle holds up her hand and waits to be recognized.

Viggo has already introduced himself several times tonight and so thus does not stand up any further. When he hears his tribes name spoken once more though he turns his gaze upon Urd, looking her over slowly, and a smile appears on the primal man's lips.

Klenko lifts a hand and steps forward. "I am Vitaly Klenko." He says in a thick Russian accent when he is acknowledged. "I am beink kinfolk cousin to Klem of the Silver Fanks.. Hailink from the Sept of the Burned Hand. I am visitor, courier. Hyu neetink deliveries, I am travellink for hyu."

Manu steps forward as her raised hand is called upon. "I know my name is already known from my earlier mistake..." She looks over at Anthony with an apologetic twinge in her eyes, "But if I may. Manu Myers, Second Lieutenant of the Black Eagles, Get of Fenris Kinfolk. Honorary member of the Cresting Wave Sept in Montana."

When recognized, Halle says, "I'm Halle Watson. I believe I'm a kinfolk, that's what I've been told, and that I have a mixture of tribes in my background. So maybe Children of Gaia, but not entirely sure. A lot of this is new to me, but I'm trying to learn." She falls silent then.

Wrath_of_Dike steps forward after she's hand raised and called on. "I will introduce myself and then have one other thing to say." She turns around, looking toward the group. "I am Wrath of Dike, also called Androdameia Otake. Cliath born to the Black Furies under the Full Moon, Daughter of Pegasus, Protector of Women, Keeper of The Glade and Líkaina Territory." She introduces herself and then adds. "The Glade is a place open to all of Gaia's changing children and their kin. It is not to be spoken of to those not known of our blood. Spirits made flesh, such as Mr. Athon here.." She nods her head to Krios. "Are of course welcome there as well. I just wanted to openly invite you all to come and remind everyone that the location or even the existence of it is not to be spoken of to outsiders. Thank you." Then she steps back.

Anthony nods to Klenko and to Halle, then to Ameia. "And the bacon chicken wing things are excellent." He looks around for further intros.

Sara introduced herself earlier and doesn't appear to desire a second round. The kin stuffs her hands in her pockets and remains behind the Fianna contingent.

Tom tilts his head, and had already introduced himself so he is quiet.

Raven just ambles her way closer and kicks at him when she gets close enough. It's not a hard kick and if he says it hurts he a wuss. "Hey. You." She mutters.

Despite the tall Kin's clear dissaproval of several of the goings on the tall Nordic woman starts for the clearing. Urd does smile at Halle and touches her shoulder as she passes in way of greeting as she heads that direction.

Tom gets up after the meeting is called and the Revel done he starts to head for the Temple wanting a bit of quiet for a moment as he turns a moment and then hmms.

Quinn turns and makes sure Sara is taken care of by the other Fianna folk before excusing herself. She gives a nod ro Urd that she wasn't able to before as she makes her way to the new face from the east "Might I have a word with you in the near future" she asks Takeshi before he makes his exit.

Klenko doesn't hang about, heading for the long walk back to Smoke and Barley. Where else do you think he would be staying?

Halle feels the touch and turns to see Urd, a warm smile coming quickly to her face. "Urd," she says, nodding to her, the smile growing. Halle looks back to Takeshi and says, "This was my first moot as well."

Making a little grumpy face when she realizes that Chambers dozed off Raven turns and starts to hike out of the caern. Probably to go use her flask. Hrmf.

Urd grants Quinn a smile as well. She continues on to the Clearing to her food and mead.

Sara does indeed find her way out and home too. She's not hanging.

Chance looks to Justine. "I am glad that WhiteThunder will be permitted to live, and helped to learn about his actions. I hope it is successful."

Justine looks up toward Chance, giving him a nod. "Me too, at least he has a chance this way."

Manu starts to move away from the circle, weaving through human and garou and wolf and whatever else, dodging and turning as need be. She's headed toward the edge of the caern, out into the forest.

Wrath_of_Dike's shoulders slump slightly when the moot is called to a close. She turns and headbumps Alecto gently and rumbles softly. <<Going home.>> Then she turns and begins walking that way. Cuz. Big sad fuzzywoofgirl. As she walks, her body ripples down to homid form once more.

Quinn moves on... there was promis of mead

Chance nods to Justine. "I was concerned, I had heard hunts mentioned a time or two. He would not do nearly as well in those as I. He would not survive becoming many. I don't know what taking his wolf means, but if it means what it sounds like it means, then I do feel sorry for him. But it is better then death."