WELCOME TO SOLARITE. Cats representing the four elements fight to survive and take all they can from the others. Pollution and mysterious events is what keeps everyone down, sometimes it proves to even be fatal. It's 'fend for yourself', everybody against everybody. Who will win? Who's side are you on?
With Hummels's warning about keeping an eye out for the Aquinite, Redhawk had asked another of his groupmates to guard Blahkenmuro for a while as he went on a solo border patrol. The Viscount was currently doing just that, scouting along their border with the beach-dwellers and occasionally markings bushes or plants.
Dramatenia honestly wasn't surprised. The kitten was a dumb-ass with no life whatsoever. Everyone was demoted in Aquinite. They had no defenses whatsoever. Noticing Redhawk, she padded over guarding the borders also. "What's happening?" She asked, nature visionaries examining him.
Spotting Dramatenia, the dark-furred Bengal slowed to a halt so that she could catch up, kinking his tail over his back in greeting. "Nothing, so far; I'm just patrolling the borders." Redhawk explained with a shrug. "Would you like to come along, or are you busy?" the Viscount added.
Nodding, Redhawk responded, "Okay; I'll probably be out here for another hour, just so you know." before turning back to the border. "Well, how have you been, Dramatenia?" the Viscount questioned as he padded forward. He wasn't overly close with the deputy; really, he knew nothing about her, other than her name.
Post by Swiftsong. on Jul 31, 2014 16:55:04 GMT -5
The viscout slowly approached, paws dragging against the sand. She simply couldn't bother to walk normally. "What are you doing?" she asked curiously, blinking at Redhawk and Dramentia.