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?
Dramatenia was sure she was pretty well known for being the marquess, just being there and helping out the leader and being promoted one by one. But she wanted to be known for being a loyal Draftinite. The white cat was on the mountains, her black fur blowing back green eyes emotionless and bored. Seeing as she was pretty high, she decided some would hear her. "MEET N GREET YA LITTLE HAPPY CREATURES!" Then, tail lashing, the young marquess let her ears pin back majestically as wind blew against them. Her voice was harsh and cold, but that was only how her life was. Harsh and cold.
Last Edit: Jul 30, 2014 19:26:34 GMT -5 by daydreams
Personally, Redhawk hadn't seen the Marquess before; but since Hummels had promoted her, she must've been a nice person. Nodding his head in greeting, the dark Bengal approached. "Hello; my name is Redhawk, may I ask yours?"
"I hope you know who I am," Hummels grinned, taking a seat. The cougar of course knew all his clan and his deputy was no exception. Flicking a notched ear he rolled his golden eyes at his own self, enjoying being able to joke a bit in such serious times.
The interesting thing was, she was the exact opposite of nice. However, she tried to be slightly nice. Dramatenia nodding towards Redhawk, she answered. "Dramatenia." Then turning her head to Hummels, she gave a small little chuckle. "Well, I don't think I know! Perhaps you are… A random loner? Hmm.. Lemme guess some names… Lord Hummels?" Although she gave a little chuckle her smile was emotionless, which was something normal to see on her.