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?
diana, the cheiftess of tribite, sat at the border of draftinite. hmmm... where was everyone? well, she was going to make them come out. "draftinite! i am diana, cheiftess of tribite, and we wish to ally with you!" she called out.
corinne was a little frightened by diana's loud outburst, having thought she was alone, but the wolf arrived either way, blinking. "i'm sure hummels will arrive soon." corinne said with a flick of one ear, eyeing the tigress (?).
Hummels prowled over, head high. The cougar wouldn't be accepting an ally willy-nilly without a tidbit of information given first. "Tribites? Haven't heard of them - I assume you are a small group? Anyways, who's your current allies? Where is the territory?"
"sadly, yes, we are, but we will grow. our current ally and only ally is aquanite. we live in the center of a snowy pine forest," diana replied, staying calm. why did they want information? dunno.
aquinite. corinne thought, gaze hardening ever so slightly. while draftinite was neutral with them, the wolf had never liked them, and especially not their leader blahkenmuro; he had been so... immature, so stupid, when he'd confronted her on the border, and ugh, just the thought of him irritated the normally cool-headed corinne. she knew that the tribites were likely fine, and the fact that diana seemed to be handling this in a mature manner was encouraging, but the fact that they were allies with them made her a little shaky... but it was hummels' decision.
"Aquinite, hm? Then you can call us neutrals," he murmured simply, quite glad he asked. For now he didn't want to get close to the Aquinite or anyone dealing with him - he wanted things to stay untouched with his other alliances and didn't want to risk it by adding Tribite to the list.
Aquinite? Unable to keep the frown from his maw at the name, Redhawk made a silent appearance behind Lord Hummels, glancing at the cougar for a moment before turning to watch Diana retreat. He too had never heard of the Tribites; it was an odd name, really. What was a tri? That meant three, right?