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?
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- not winning 'til you're winning me + CLOSED
Aug 2, 2014 7:35:44 GMT -5
Post by tezuka on Aug 2, 2014 7:35:44 GMT -5
NOT GETTING 'TIL YOU'RE GETTING
getting me
Smush.
That was the third time Halaoui's seen a spider scuttling around today - or, well, sort of seen it, just not strictly while it was alive; he's disturbingly calm when he stops walking and looks down at the mess of black smeared on his paw.
Well, he's witnessed worse. A groupmate trying to eat rock for a dare, for instance.
So he nonchalantly wipes it against the floor of the mine.
Life is pretty boring, as an Earthinite living below ground in a controlled environment. Any and all entertainment comes from the other cats - it's not as if anything spontaneous could happen that guards haven't already witnessed and stopped from entering the mine, unlike the other clans, or anything that could affect them all otherwise (rain? What rain? Today's weather forecast is comfortable darkness). Safe, but unfortunately quite limiting.
Oh, look at the time.
Seems as if it's back to people watching for him.
The tortoiseshell Maine Coon curls a puffy tail around himself, satisfied for the time being that the spider guts are safely mostly gone, and lets his eyes narrow complacently. Scrutinization is a full-time job.
That was the third time Halaoui's seen a spider scuttling around today - or, well, sort of seen it, just not strictly while it was alive; he's disturbingly calm when he stops walking and looks down at the mess of black smeared on his paw.
Well, he's witnessed worse. A groupmate trying to eat rock for a dare, for instance.
So he nonchalantly wipes it against the floor of the mine.
Life is pretty boring, as an Earthinite living below ground in a controlled environment. Any and all entertainment comes from the other cats - it's not as if anything spontaneous could happen that guards haven't already witnessed and stopped from entering the mine, unlike the other clans, or anything that could affect them all otherwise (rain? What rain? Today's weather forecast is comfortable darkness). Safe, but unfortunately quite limiting.
Oh, look at the time.
Seems as if it's back to people watching for him.
The tortoiseshell Maine Coon curls a puffy tail around himself, satisfied for the time being that the spider guts are safely mostly gone, and lets his eyes narrow complacently. Scrutinization is a full-time job.
