club queen on the downtown scene
prowling around at night — tags
At times, the pretty, super slender serval would find herself lost in her memories, pulling a thread to see where her obsession about possessions had started. She had never traced the beginning of her addiction, her passion for luxury and wealth, and how she had chosen prosperity over puppy love. She accepted her attitude as it was most of the times; a blonde babe who appeared a great lunatic actress, starring Artdeco, the feline who didn’t care.
"Is this The Cartel I’m trespassing? I’m sure anyone would not be bothered by welcoming a potential joiner." She made her way to the border, violet eyes scanning the ruins, her tail up and waving to the sky above her with great interest. She had learnt from the meeting in Thunderlands about the recruitment program, about the dual alliance. She would be more than willing to join, as it increased her chance to earn more. She always craved for more.
"I’m Artdeco from Thunderlands. Here to learn briefly about your terms. Your culture has piqued my interest to the extend of requesting dual membership, if it is acceptable."