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?
Sabriel had wandered a long way - no, that was a lie indeed. The blue fawn calico had not wandered anywhere, she had always lived on the outskirts of Aquinite territory and now she decided to cross that border. Isolation was a damned thing to be sure, and she wished to abolish it, for though she was not necessarily a... Sociable feline, it was nice to have people about her, whether they were for entertainment or simply to provoke. She had never been the nicest little flower in the bed now, she was not to go down without a fight. Perhaps she would be better suited in Pyronite but hey, those lil firefuckers could go die in a hole for all she cared. She preferred swimming to burning, thank you.
Pausing impatiently at the border with a flick of her tail the amber eyed beauty waited, eyes narrowing. "Hello? Anybody there, or are you all too useless to smell a loner 'round these parts? The name's Sabriel, I'm looking to join. If you're smart, you won't say no." She remained standing, claws itching to unsheathe, though she held back.
Of course she was confident. She'd stab anyone who said different. Feisty amber gaze snapping up to the male, Sabriel snorted, evidently unimpressed by him at first. Ah, he'd have to win her over like the rest of them, though as a warning, most failed. "Yeah? Who are you, then, hotshot?" She mewed, stepping over the border, hips swaying. Her eyes narrowed, almost suspiciously, and she drew her tail over her haunches.
"If you were smart, you'd show a little respect towards those who just accept you into our group." Carolina rumbled, coming up to stand besides the Boss. She didn't like this ones attitude, she would have to learn to better respect the chain of command. "That's Blahkenmuro, the Boss. And I'm Carolina, the Underboss.[/i]"
Oh, really? Sabriel raised her eyebrows. "I'm so very sorry, ma'am, sir, for not reading your minds and instantly realising that this is the head of this wondrous group. And I'm guessing you're pretty much behind him, being the 'Underboss' and all. How confusing." Did it look like she cared? The blue calico watched Blahkenmuro leave and focused all her attention on Carolina now. Two females, hmm? Once the male was out of the vicinity, she somewhat loosened up, and offered a sideways grin. "Oh, come on, don't tell me you're a goody twoshoes, too. Ya gotta stand your ground, y'know?"
"No wonder why we don't have many members-- you two act all offended over the smallest things." Anbsolon mumbled under his breath as he watched the Boss leave, and then Caroline getting pissed over something. He didn't know what happened, but oh well.
The serval blinked and switched his attention over to the fae, offering her a small smile. "Welcome to Aquinite-- I can help you with anything you need."
Goody twoshoes? Was that what she was? The term baffled her and she blinked at Sabriel for a moment. Sure she was damn uptight about rules and stuff, but there was nothing wrong with that in her eyes. "I stand my ground plenty, it has nothing to do with my adherence to the rules." Carolina replied with a frown.
Her gaze shifted to Absolon as he arrived but she didn't address his comment. Whatever, if trying to enforce common decency towards the higher ups was suddenly a crime, then she mine as well start calling herself a criminal.