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 had been meaning to host a patrol, but when she spotted the leader who'd accepted her, she paused to watch him for a moment. The white feline definitely wasn't his biggest fan, but she supposed that she needed to at least tolerate him, so she padded forward with a nod of her head. "Hello, Blahkenmuro." she spoke calmly.
Frowning, Harborpaw puzzled over what he meant before answering cautiously, though with a bit of satire in her tone. "Would you prefer if I mispronounced it?"
" No. But it'd amuse me more." not making up his mind? Check. Being whiney? Check. Abuse power? Double check. He was pretty well on the way to getting Peter Pan Syndrome.