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?
The tiger was mildly intimidated by the sheer beauty of the place. Dylan was in awe. His tangerine eyes scanned the scene idly, his jaw hanging open. It was amazing.. Unsure of what to say, Dylan just stared. He must have stood there for at least ten minutes, just gazing upon the wondrous place before calling out the usual word that joiners said. "Hello?"
anthony "tony" stark MEMBER OF THE PYRONITE + MALE SERVAL
"Hi." The serval would answer quite redundantly; there was honestly no reason for him to greet the guy if he wasn't going to follow with the ever so popular 'name and buisiness' shit, but in all honestly it didn't make a difference to him. It would all come down to the same result, would it not?
"Oh, uh, hi..? I.. my name is Dylan, and I suppose I'm here to join and, um, maybe find my brother if he's here." Dylan introduced and explained. The tiger offered them a polite smile, trying to be nice.
Shiro padded up next to the others, even though he held no real position of power, out of sheer curiosity and smiled at the joiner. "Hello, Dylan," he greeted, dipping his head. "My name is Shiro, we should talk sometime. I'd love to get to know you!"
Lavakit didn't know if she was allowed to accept people, but she was a high position now. Oh well, she would wait for Sunshot or her mother to show up and then ask Ora later. "Our sheriff, or someone else who can accept you, will probably be here soon! They usually come quick." Lavakit mewed, giving a smile.
Dylan smiled at Oraclekeeper and mewed, "Thanks." At her next enquiry, he took a moment. He hadn't seen his brother in a while. "Last time I saw him, his name was Quercus."
"Don't think I've heard of him. Might have been one of the newer joiners, but I bet he's around." The gruff words of Brokenmirror would sound from just beside Oraclekeeper. "Brokenmirror - deputy of the Pyronites." The stocky maine coon personally didn't feel the need to give a lengthy, extensive introduction about herself. All any person within her home needed to know was her name and rank, unless they wanted to know her better and shit. If this was the case, the silver marbled femme would give them a try, but the moment they said something idiotic, into the garbage shoot they went in the means of personal relations. The heavily scarred feline would give the new-comer nothing more then a mere nod, crystalized saffron hues absorbing Dylan's features. Storing them along with his name in the scarce files of her mind so that she wouldn't have to put up with the awkward ordeal of floundering for a name, the apathetic slayer would simply remain where she was until she received a response from the newly-accepted tom.