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?
Post by Wakesfield on Oct 12, 2014 18:09:19 GMT -5
Oraclekeeper was no longer with them, for she had disappeared; little did the Pyronites know, however, she was seeking refuge in Draftinite's home. It wouldn't be a big deal if she hadn't been leader, but whatever; Redfoot was going to step up in her place, despite the fact that he was not a deputy. The deputy was nowhere to be found either, so did it even matter anymore? No, not in his eyes; in his eyes, this was the beginning of a new era. No more laziness, no more sloppiness: he would shape the Pyronites into the most feared creatures in all of Solarite's kingdom.
"PYRONITES, GATHER!" Redfoot's deep voice had boomed overhead as he stood among the meeting place's pedestal, his bright olive eyes dancing around the empty clearing. The golden tabby's voice was quite large for such a small man; compared to the average domestic cat, his head was only a bit past their shoulder. Perhaps it was a mutation, but it didn't phase him; in fact, he'd rather be short than tall. Of course, it would have been pleasant to look down upon others, but whatever. "Oraclekeeper is gone. She abandoned us. I am your new leader-- or Sheriff, as we call it; you will call me Redstar now."
Last Edit: Oct 12, 2014 18:10:09 GMT -5 by Wakesfield
"Uh... okay." Stagpaw had only joined, like, an hour ago, and already things were starting to get crazy. Oh well. He hadn't known Oraclekeeper, so he couldn't say that he'd miss her, or even that she'd been a good leader. "Congrats, Redstar...?"
Hawkswoop was an old cat. It was written deep in his bones, and shown clearly through his bent whiskers and whitening muzzle. Throughout all of his time spent among his family members and in the shadows of his clanmates, he had yet to see anyone gather enough confidence to speak so openly to the group. After all, what made this individual worthy to lead over any other one of the group? Subconsciously dragging his claws over the hardened ground beneath him, the solemn tom observed silently through a pair of baffled eyes.