Rules of Mules
Some get it, some don't, when it comes to tha' mules. Its all about places. Yeh, I chase down rabbits, an' deer, and eat em' up, an' ne'er does tha' deer or rabbit give me an inch of attitude or entitlement, even in its death throws, there's no venom in its knell. They can hear tha' song of Gaia, tha' tells them of their place, an' in tha' hunt, I hear mine. Tha' bein' said, some know their place above an' below. I saw Bella, an' Techu pitchen some metis about like a play thing, in some sort of play fight. I think it was Walks. An' all day tha' other one with the horns... Orange, I think her name was kept runnin' back and fourth, never breathen a word of spite in my new found necklace, eager tah earn her place among those not born, brimming with such curses. There's honor an' Wisdom fer those who understand their place in the world, even if tha' place is painful, dull, an' bleak; Gaia never said it was going to be easy.
(+Honor/+Wisdom for Bella, Techu, Walks, and Lynn)
Our Enemies Had Titles of Their Own
Some packs start off weak, an' grow to be great, and other packs start of great, and shatter under their weight. Rare are the packs tha' start of great, and end great, givin' all they have fer Gaia until each in turn are returned to the Earth. Lets' hope tha' Perth's Warriors are the furthest later, because they sure ain't the former. These Garou ripped through some might' tough minions with tha help of a' spirit an' my singing, but seemed tah do a lot better than the lot of us. Though, some came tah battle with a little more at stake than dying at tha' hands of our enemies. I'm talkin' about my fellow Fianna. Visions led us to believe a direct assault would be a little trickier than we though, an' one of us roped us into a scenario where we'd win or die. Lucky us. We all risk death when we go to fight fer Gaia, but me an' my fellow Fianna were promised death if we weren't successful.
(+Glory for Perth's Warriors: Bella, Jack, Techu, and Peter: +Glory for Sebastion, Lynne, Garret and Eion, --Wisdom for Eion)
I Suppose its a Moot Point
Someday, I dream of a Moot where my abilities in rituals isn't tested four or five times. The Galliards before me made it look too easy, or the Garou who participated made it easy. I think I'm gettin' worse, though, on account of this Moot creatin' maybe more problems than it solved. I don't much like hittin' Gaian Garou, despite what you might've heard in tha' past, but I'm seriously considerin' it. I'm not gunna call people out this time, especially not the new Philodox, who had her very first day at our Sept. Its not how I like tah treat guests. What I would like to call people out on, is our Fool, Caller of the Wyld, Truth Catcher, Tale Singer, and Wyrmfoe who fufilled their duties brilliantly, even if they weren't all tha best audience members. (+Wisdom: Mick, Eoin +Honor: Johann +Glory: Jerry and Benjamin and a minor hop of Honor for all)