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?
Harborpaw hadn't been in Aquinite for that long, but so far, she wasn't overly impressed. It seemed quite... slow, and the leader was an absolute idiot. Carolina would make a much better Boss than that fool Blahkenmuro, Harborpaw thought with a huff. Oh well... life just wasn't fair sometimes, hm?
The ivory trainee could be found sitting in a shaded area near the freshkill pile, absently nibbling at a thrush. She'd never tasted the bird before, but it was good; it had a some sort of tangy flavor she couldn't place.
Feeling a bit self-conscious he quickly gave himself a few licks before padding towards Harborpaw. Observing the thrush being devoured by the white she-cat he noted to himself not to mess around like he usually would.
Instead he diverted his attention towards Blahkenmuro, the leader of Aquinite currently. Runningman wondered why he himself didn't act so cooly like the others after what Blahkenmuro their leader had done. Whatever it was Runningman honestly really didn't care. Whatever the heck the leader did...it was his actions and not the clan's right?
At this point he decided to speak pointedly towards Harborpaw once Blahkenmuro had said his words. "Are you enjoying yourself?" A simple question that seemed somewhat common.