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?
Joiners. It was something... She despised. They tried to be snappy to those the same rank or lower, and then if they don't know you're higher then them they snap at you and get pissed off. Then when they get in trouble they act all submitting. That, and Dramatenia was anti-social. The black she-cat hopped onto where Hummels announced such things after discussing the event about to be made, before the marquess yowled. "DRAFTINITES, GET READY TO MEET ALL THOSE WHO HAVE RECENTLY JOINED, IT IS A GREAT OPPORTUNITY TO BECOME WELL KNOWN! MEGA MEET AND GREET OVER HERE!" There, if they didn't understand what that meant, then they could ask her or those who understood the simplest words. This was just temporarily why Hummels started up the newest system for newbies.
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Reluctantly, the black jaguar padded fourth, being anti-social and all. The priest trainee muttered quietly, voice gruff and strong in hatred of the world he lived in. "Crackedpaw..." He choked, not wanting to socialize. Holy shit, it was already sucking already. The regrets of the murders he committed were not strong, and he felt... Not like talking. All his life was pure hatred, and now he had to talk. Any questions asked had to be answered. This was something a lot of newbies or very badly known creatures should come to. But he didn't want to be well known. He just wanted to wave his tail back turned against them all, and walk away.
Cheeks puffing out for a moment in irritation at the thought of listening to everyone's life stories, Elisabeth would move over at the sound of her clanmates talking. Well, she couldn't hide away for her whole life just because everything irritated her. She had to do something, be that something to do with healing and actually doing something worth her time or not. The kodkod would move over with a blink of dull mocha optics at that point, kind of glad to see the only members there were high ranking. Whatever, that would change soon but it was nice. "Elisabeth, priestess trainee" her words were as dull as her visionaries as her voice could be heard. Not too loud but not to the point where nobody could hear her.