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?
Yellow and blue eyes narrowed, the pure white feline approached the border hesitantly, giving a flick of her tail. Harborpaw had never attempted to join a group before, so wasn't quite sure what to expect; would there be a test? Some sort of evaluation? God, she hoped not.
So far. Only so far. " Welcome then. I'm Blahkenmuro, the little Boss of yours." he would gleefully reply, a broad smile on his handsome face. " You're a Mafia, man. You work and work. Prove yourself with activity, good ideas, and kissing my ass enough and you get rewarded- a lil' promotion."
Harborpaw wasn't too fond of the tom -- he seemed almost greasy, if that made sense -- and she had to resist the urge to frown as he mentioned sucking up to him. Hmph... he wished! Simply nodding her head, Harborpaw added, "Thanks for accepting me." before heading towards her new home.