Squelching through the now rain sodden ground, Sacre began to make his way towards the tent, where the last meeting had been and now where a new one had been called. This time it was the familiar voice of a friend that ushered him to come forward to greet the herd and gather for the usual seasonal discussions, though last time had sounded more like bickering. He hoped for everyone sakes, but also for Alysanne, that this one would not be so turbulent even if the Worlds Edge seemed to be developing a taste for domestic disagreements. These thoughts preoccupied him somewhat as he travelled, led by two foxes who lazily carved the way, not really wanting to go, herd meetings were never on the top of the list of things to do when it came to Inari and Ríona. Still, they went anyway, supporting their red eared fool with small hopes that it wouldn't last long, whilst wondering why companions didn't have such meetings. 

In time, past another puddle, ducking under stray branches, they found the place where the lilac tent was hitched next to the lake in a show northern design surely made in the Basin. Under it were an Elephant King and a Devoted Queen whom Sacre dipped his head to both, standing near Lyanna and Raeden, his foxes sat down slightly in front of him. For a moment he looked around for some more familiar faces, scanning the crowd in vain hope for Roux, maybe even Tandavi, Mesec or Mauja. Though he was amongst the first few to arrive it seemed.

When the meeting did start it was Alysanne who took over initially and the fox-boy listened intently to her announcements as the crafters had a shake up. He looked around eagerly for Mesec, trying to catch his brother's gaze if he could and smiling broadly at him, nodding his enthusiastic congratulations. Perhaps he should call on the Nightwind again and pester him to make his annoying little brother something from glass. However, his pleasure soon subsided as Aly continued and his own name echoed through his head. Moon Doctor? For a while, he stared dumbly at the Queen as the cogs in his brain slowly turned and realisation dawned on his face. "Eh?!" he burst impulsively as a worried frown replaced his surprise "Evangeline? Is she well?" he asked whilst scanning the crowd for the chestnut mare whom he hadn't yet managed to get to know. Even though Sacre had taken the role of healer in order to obtain the Doctor rank, taking it upon himself to purposefully follow his father's footsteps feeling that he should at least do a better job than d'Artagnan had... he hesitated for a moment. 

It was almost like he could feel the old red rogue, those haunting mismatched eyes glaring into him, amused and scornful, as if he couldn't believe that Sacre could possibly do any better than he had. 

Mind still churning his head cast down, bewildered by this feeling, until he caught two sets of beady eyes that gazed up at him from below, their expressions encouraging as Ríona wrapped a couple of supportive tails around one of his forelegs. Shaking free his apprehension, pushing it to the back of his mind to torment himself with later, he raised his head to fix it on the King and Queen "of course... I will learn fast and serve you well" he spoke, grabbing every bit of confidence he had left to take the title of Moon Doctor and place it heavily on his shoulders. 

From then on, for the most part, he tried his best to concentrate on the rest of the meeting and the announcements that followed, taking a moment to nervously return Lyanna's sweet smile.