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?
"What brings you here, Blahkenmuro?" Hummels grunted, the Lord making his way over on large paws. The cougar waited for a response as his tail hovered slightly above the ground, flicking quietly.
The tabby patterened Boss would brighten, smiling a bit eagerly as the fellow leader emerged. " Just gonna say I'm now what's called a Boss. So basicly I'm extremely cool and have power over every other member of my group." he began, twitching impatiently. " So now I'm pretty cool. I also demoted everyone but promoted this chicky and changed some rules. Having power is fun."
Fixing a curious green gaze on Blahkenmuro, Redhawk approached behind the Draftinite leader, ears twitching. Personally, he had no opinion on the Aquanites, since he'd never really interacted with them... it'd be nice to get a chance to see what their Boss was like.
As he spoke, however, Redhawk furrowed his brow. Demoted everyone? It didn't sound wise to leave your group without a stable government in case of an attack, but to each his own, he supposed. He didn't particularly care about the rest, so he didn't comment.
"So, Blahkenmuro, let me cut straight to the chase: did you come here to brag or to talk business? The happening in your clan don't concern me nor do I truly care," he muttered, frowning at the tom. Hummels didn't let others waltz in for simple conversation, no - especially not when they were in such a weak state with their lack of members. "You honestly should watch that mouth of yours. It is practically begging for an accident."
Buisness? What was that? He purred, sitting down, making himself at home. " Well, demotion doesn't mean death. They're still alive- so how could that weaken my group?" he giggled, wanting to spit in this guy's face. They were all so serious.
"Because demotions mean they failed and/or are inactive," Hummels scowled, "Or, to put it in simpler terms for you, determined useless or not good enough. So, is that what it was? They were all useless and now you have useless inhabiting your clan? They might as well be dead." The cougar let out a small scoff, sitting down on the ground as his tail lashed behind him, whipping at the air.
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" Nah. I was cleaning up a bit- saying all the names of those demoted and those promoted is quite big. I'd rather demote them all and promote some later. Aaaand- demotion matters, about zero percent." the ten month old would reply, still as gleeful as before. " They were already weak and useless when I decided to say the words, no?"
"Oh yes, no doubt - you included. Would you like an escort out or do you want to finish your pointless sentences?" Honestly, did the guy think he had time for this? Times were busy on the mountain. Soon the snow would return, however heavier, and there was much to be done. Hummels knew wasting minutes on the leader wasn't a good idea at all.
The marquess who was obviously irritated, snarled under her breath. "What a fucking dumb-ass." But however, you couldn't blame Dramatenia, this was after all, the most idiotic thing she has ever seen someone do. "Bye. Have fun with your little friends, which obviously you have just fucking made horrible." Stupid.
Last Edit: Jul 30, 2014 19:06:48 GMT -5 by daydreams