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?
Step after step, the main coon continued to press onward. It was the volcano that had managed to harness the heavily scarred fem's attention, and without hesitation, she would move forth with swift strides. Grand muscles would retract within her sleek coat with each bound and large shoulder blades would slide beside each other through every movement of her pillar-resembling legs. It had been quite a white since Brokenglass wandered this deep into the wild - beyond a human ally way or a bustling street. These thoughts seemed to leave the she-cat unfazed, for she enjoyed a thrill every once and a while. It kept life moving rather then being dormant.
Although she was one curious cat, this didn't make her eligible to be killed. The built feline was witty enough to know take a hint and know to halt at the easily detectable borderline that withered with the scent of Pyronite inhabitants. Currently, she was looking for a place to dub 'home'. Perhaps this place would be it, if these people weren't complete idiots. With a huff, the she-cat lowered her haunches upon the border and awaited for someone to greet her.
Post by Wakesfield on Jul 30, 2014 21:17:05 GMT -5
Compared to the thickly furred fae ahead of her, Oraclekeeper was rather small; she had a slimmer and boney build, seeing thst she was an oriental cat. She was actually rather thankful that she was not born with a lot of fur anyway, because the climate around here would sometimes skyrocket-- especially in the summertime. That was not fun at all, I'll tell ya.
"Hello." She meowed calmly as she approached the larger female, dark brown eyes pointed towards Brokenmirror's. "May I help you?"
A bigger build slunk over to the scene. The joints were bigger, the muscles, the head, and the teeth. Oh, this was a wolf. The dark shape kept his distance as always. Matchbox didn't think about it, he just did. The modest male listened carefully to the leader. Brokenmirror didn't seem of harm, but just in case. The timber wolf accidentally kept his jaw open. No words came out.
In response to the slender she and the two other masculine individuals who had made themselves present before her, the faintest of nods would have been given out before both radiant golden luminaries where drawn back to the face of the fem who had addressed her presence. Blinking slowly, she would process information that this agile cat was one of importance - one of authority. Rather easy on the eyes if the gruff feline could say so herself, for she was homosexual. Brokenmirror was anything but a pretty face. Her scars that exposed salmon pink skin where draped heavily over her stocky figure - one etching upward, sprouting from the right corner of her mouth to give the illusion of a lopsided grin to those who's eyes would wander aimlessly. However, it was quite clear that she wasn't fixated on being ... attractive. Life was far to short for that type of prissy little bullcrap in her opinion.
"You can, in fact. I'm Brokenmirror, and I have sought interest in joining your clan ma'am." The large, gray tabby maine coon would respond, voice deep and faintly scratchy.
Last Edit: Jul 30, 2014 21:55:16 GMT -5 by Wildflame
Joiners were always good; though the Pyronites were by far the largest of the groups, they still didn't have that many members, and Sunpaw was glad to see another. Bowing her head, the golden tabby would approach with a friendly smile at Brokenmirror, kinking her tail over her back. "Nice to meet you, 'n welcome to the Pyronites! My name is Sunpaw; I'm one of the Patrol Officers." she explained with a nod of her head.
Post by Wakesfield on Jul 31, 2014 10:59:35 GMT -5
"Welcome." It seemed as though she was beaten, but the fawn tabby didn't mind; at least the Patrol Officer was doing his job, right? That was always helpful. But regardless, Oraclekeeper tipped her head as another form of welcoming. "We live in the mountainside, the tunnel system is where we sleep and such-- you are free to explore, though if you need a tour then one of us can do so."