CROWNED WITH STEEL | WESTERN PARTY

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    He didn't know why a burned down territory gave him this idea, but it did. Sometimes the best ideas came from morbid realities, it was a case that was as true for him as it was for any psychopath (not that he was one in the slightest, but he had lived around many of them to know that). So, the Cartel would wake up to a special treat that morning, perhaps a going away parting gift before the ventured off towards the new territory. Fake shrubs had been placed all around camp, with tumbleweeds blowing to the rhythm of the morning winds. Wooden stables were set out with various food such as beans and beef jerky, of course there was alcohol as well, and a campfire burned in the center for a source of warmth (ok, it was just aesthetically pleasing to the canine). Outside of the camp was a working bucking bronco and a hat stand overloading with various coloured cowboy hats. The male had picked out a white one himself, studded with what he could presume was fake gold. ""Howdy ya'll, gather around for a sick Cowboy party! Relax, talk to each other and the few associates or neutrals we'll be 'avin' over for some pork and beans,".the canine's hoarse rumblings came, toothpick hanging out the side of his mouth. He had worked a bit too hard on this, he just needed to pray that others at least stirred early enough to see his handy work and appreciate it.



    SUNNY ?

    Yesssss. The journey here might have been a bit shaky, with Sunny having no idea how she'd be received in the end, but it seemed to end up being fine. "You know it!" the Thunderlander shouted back to Feliks, grabbing a sparkly blue cowboy hat for herself. With any hope it would be like the Harvest Festival had been back in the tribe, apple bobbing and horseback riding and all that. She sort of missed the place, especially now that she couldn't go back, considering the nuke and all.


    Since there didn't seem to be too many out here yet, she padded over to the Cartelian who'd invited her clan. "Hey," she greeted a little more personally, not even hiding her happiness to be here despite the awkward situation she'd just come from. "Ever played a game of Horseshoes?"

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    Littlestar didn't hold high hopes for this party- she didn't like Feliks and she didn't know if Caera would be there. Besides, was it only Hawkclan going or would the Cartel reel in what little allies they had as well? The tabby limped into the Cartels territory, met by curious stares but nothing asides from that. She continues hobbling in until she reaches the area which looks vaguely burnt. Huh. She tries to ignore that and focuses on the western decorations. Cowboy hats? The feline stretches both her paws and heads towards the food. It was very cowboy-esque. Sniffing each food briefly, the Monarch ends up picking on some beef jerkey which is hard to chew and damn nearly breaks her already broken jaw. Littlestar looks around, wiping drool off her chin and finishes off the jerkey. She sees Feliks and her nose slightly wrinkles but she avoids walking over to the male knowing it'll only cause fights. She does see a Thunderlander however and it's the one from her ambassador visit. "Sunfur, hey." The girl greets, pleased to see another person as she limps up to her.

    I'M SHORT OF THE OTHERS' DREAM OF BEING GOLDEN AND ON TOP ★ tags

    After all she had been through, Caera was delightfully surprised to see the rowdy set-up Feliks had going on. She had finally been able to walk around outside of her room not long ago, and since then the territory had been burnt to the ground. After collecting the names of all thought to be deceased, all of The Cartel would definitely need a party. Anything to get everyone's minds off the death and destruction that had been surrounding them.


    And, it just so happened her best friend was in attendance. "HA-HEY, LITTLEBITCH!" She cheered as she ran over, nearly tripping numerous times as her shadow "leg" would give out under her weight. This was most likely the first time Littlestar had seen her after... After the torture with Duchess, and Caera was sure the feline would be surprised to see her current state. The Godmother would be more than delighted to talk about her new powers with the disfigured tabby and find out what was new in her life.


    Not wanting to ignore the other participants, the sheep-dog would turn her attention to the other two. "Feliks, ye sure did outdone yourself, pardner! And- are you from Thunderlands? Well, welcome to The Cartel! First time havin' y'all over." She had picked up a heavy "Western" accent (which was probably offensive) in spirit of the theme of the party. She was probably being too excited, but this was the first party she had been to in ages, and she was surrounded by two of her favourite people right now.

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    BUT LIFE AIN'T WHAT IT SEEMS, OH EVERYTHING'S A MESS ★

    Huh? Who the hell dared to call her su- oh. Oh. It was Caera. She felt like she hadn't seen the other girl in ages, not since the torture and rescue. God, god. She looked all better too. Her leg was all shadowy- was it even her leg? But she looked fine. She looked good. The dark grey tabby offered her best friend a smirk and her little stub tail wagged like crazy, much like an excited dog seeing its human. "CAERA!" The Monarch exclaimed back, staring wide eyed at the Godmother. Oh fucking hell. "You're lookin' smoking hot, babe, what the hell!" The feline edges closer to the sheep dog until their practically mingling breath and then attempts to wrap the Cartel Leader in a big bear hug (well, she was much smaller then the canine so it was more like her attempting a bear hug but failing miserably). "I feel like I haven't seen you in years. You're all recovered and shit. Jesus, suddenly I'm really glad I came to this damn party." Littlestar smirks and leans back on her scarred haunches, her own golden optics feverishly searching Caeras face.


    Her gaze dropped down to the shadow leg and she pointed at it with her paw, whiskers twitching curiously. "What is that? How does it work?" God, she had a lot of questions. But it made sense. She literally hadn't seen Caera since the Exiles and the other had looked like a carcass when she saw her.. all bloodied and butchered. All she needed to get mad was to remember Caera's body that day and it was enough to start the flames.

    TAGS — we'll seems fearless leader had found her friend, Brokenjaw offere a crooked grin at the thought, head swinging this way and that to spot the various people here - the usual shuck, shuck noise of his jaw shifting from right to left accompanied him - didn't seem to be too many here yet, but there was a thunderlander among them which was interesting - he'd never been to the thunderlander though he'd heard of them.


    Still the allosaurus wandered over to the little gathered group with a nod to the three in hello.


    SUNNY ?

    Sunny didn't need to fake a Western accent, though her natural one was a bit less exaggerated than the others', she used to use the accent ironically back on the farm but it just sort of stuck. The old feline was surprised to hear her name in a place like this and quickly swiveled around to face her greeter, a smile quickly forming on her features as she realized who it was. "Heya, Littletar! Small world, huh?" This event doesn't look like much, but one might say it's a good Little-start. She wanted to say it. She really did. She wasn't sure how it would be received, though, so Sunny decided she'd keep the pun for a later date.


    She looked over at Caera, glad to be included in the conversation but a little surprised by the language they used. Was Sunny from the Thunderlands, they asked? "You bet," she confirmed with a grin, "First time though? Would you look at that! I'm a pioneer." Beyond that, she was content to watch the two reconnect, or... whatever they were doing.


    The councilor looked over at Brokenjaw with an apologetic grin. Seemed he had nobody to talk to! "Hey there, I'm Sunny," she would greet the new face, extending a paw.

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    TAGS — Brokenjaw was startled from his thoughts by a bright voice situated to the lower left of him, craning and cocking his head he spotted the feline that'd introduced herself and offered a paw? Oh uh,


    The allosaurus crouched down to grasp the paw - never say he didn't return manners in kind - and offered a crooked grin " 'lo, names Brokenjaw - you're from the thunderlands yeah?" he inquired - he didn't know much about them other than your usual stereotype and rumour.