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"Good evening everybody. It grants me true warmth to welcome you again the council circle."
 
The family were seated around the rose bush, the garden bathed in the light of the setting sun. [[File:Rose_council_circle.jpg|200px|left]]There were seven in total, with one empty chair as usual. [[Fanon:Willow Rose|Willow]] looked around at her children, knowing her face should be grave, but the first lights of spring had, as always, lifted her spirits from their winter slumber. Old and frail though she was, the temptation to run from the rituals and chase the fireflies still stirred within her. Still, not even the finest of weather could ever make [[Fanon:Oak Rose|Oak]] forget his council decorum. She nodded at her brother and he rose from his chair. It had to be said, Oak fitted his name marvellously. He was tall and stately, and the dying light highlighted his heavy-browed, solemn face. His love of tradition could have made him a terrible bore at the seasonal councils, but mercifully he had a very brief manner of speaking.
 
"Indeed. Let us address the issues of the season before night falls. First, provisions. [[Fanon:Reed Rose|Reed]], I believe you have something to say?"
 
A thin Sim with hunched shoulders and a face that always looked strangely as if he was facing into high winds, Reed gave a small nod and looked around the circle. After Willow and Oak, he was the eldest of the clan, and the younger generations often thought privately that he thought rather too highly of himself because of this.
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