Passing through the double doors, I was greeted by the Elder council. Although they were in the middle of discussing the overall damages and provisional needs, they still stopped to pay their respects. Nodding my head, I walked to the seat of honor were Ivy sat waiting. Once there, she patter her lap as to say "sit". Instead, I prefer having her sit on my lap.
Using wind magoi, I lifted Ivy up, sat in my seat, and placed her down all in one motion. Of course, I earned myself her pouty face. (Sorry love, but I prefer being the chair…wink.) Done with our relational antics, I focused on the current discussion. From the looks of it, the only thing that needed to immediately address were supply chain restorations.
