Wolf arrived late, catching the tail end of Aurelia's first speech. To begin, all those who wish to put themselves forward in the running, state your name and desired Pillar. I will put myself forward for re-election as well, should you see fit He knew little of the voting styles of Dawnbreak, but he could piece bits together enough that he could listen and learn. Blushing hard and hot underneath dark cheeks he avoided the eyes of others, hoping none were on him as he slunk in and placed himself a little bit behind and off to the side of everybody else. There was Brynhild for the Pillar of power, N​ó​ttin for courage, Euphemia for Wisdom, And Tiberii for power.

He blinked as he took in each and everyone's words. A large male swathed in quicksilver and charcoal spoke, offering himself as a second anywhere he was needed, Wolf momentarily flattened his audits in shame, wishing he could offer himself as a second to the Pillar of power, but also knowing that he'd kept to himself lately since Lamb's disappearance and he didn't think he'd stand a chance...

Aurelia began to speak again, and honestly had Euphemia not spoke, and Aurelia's tones, he might have gotten the two of the confused. Admittedly Wolf had never met Aurelia, and he felt a twinge of shame in this. He needed to do better, but back to Aurelia, she was speaking about how it was time to cast their votes. She listed their choices for their votes and then announced that since N​ó​ttin was unchallenged that he was be chosen unless any objections were voiced before the end of the meeting.

Aurelia explained that she'd held the position of wisdom since the formation of Dawnbreak, what a feat, and said they needed to choose with their heads not their hearts. Wolf briefly wondered what this might be like, to think with your heart. He then drifted back to Lamb, how she made him feel things he didn't understand, and it hurt when she was gone, maybe that was it. The dark purple man then shook his head and blinked, coming back to the conversation. Aurelia cast her first vote for Euphemia, then one for Tiberii, and then told N​ó​ttin that she had no objections to his role as Pillar of courage.

Then a small pup popped in, announcing his arrival and plopped himself down next to the one who announced his place as second anywhere. Wolf blinked and then he cleared his throat, hoping his votes would count for something he took a deep breath and began to speak, his voice deep and near gravelly. I... I am Wolf Bloodworth... I... I would like to cast my votes... He paused, feeling ants creeping over him, up and down along his spine and across his flanks, but he continued, I would like to cast a Vote for Euphemia for Wisdom... And... Tiberii for power... I... I have no objections for N​ó​ttin... He blinked as he finished and smiled.

He hoped that that was okay, that this was okay, he only knew a few people here at this meeting and the ants dragging across his body was so intense that he wanted to shake himself out. Though he knew better, and he didn't, instead he just looked around and respectfully dipped his head. Hoping that he was being acceptable and respectful of all of Dawnbreak. He didn't want to do anything wrong here. He was really trying.

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