OOC: Aurora wants this to take place after Elixor receives his nine lives.
IC: Stark along with the others, finally came to the border of the territory. He recognized the scents of his children and Oksana, the latter not as fresh. He was sure this was the place the Tribe of Many Storms was at, their destination. The black servaltom stopped and looked a tthe others, particularly Brody and Adsila.
Brody arrived not too far behind. "Dude. We're like, here?"
It seemed peaceful--not like a war at all. Brody recognised the area. "Aw, wait, so we're like, gonna have like, a meeting to like stop the war before it like, starts?"
Meetings were boring, but war was worse.
"I guess..." Kamikazee mewed, appearing behind Brody.
Lucin sat beside Kamikazee, looking around at the area. All she wanted to do was stop the war and get the heck out of there. Wars were pointless.
"...I don't think there's like a war here, man," said Brody. "That's cool."
Adsila looked around, alert and protective as always. She would be ready to intercept any attacks from hostile cats.
Kamikazee watched. "Maybe the war is somewhere else.." She suggested.
"It's here," Adsila assured her.
"Who the heck are you, big-ears?" Jakiro snarled as she spotted all the servals. The apprentice aged she-bob's eyes narrowed as she saw them and flattening her body against the ground, she fluffed out her fur to look bigger. Of course, if they got in a fight, she would be the one on the bottom.
Not necessarily. Brody knew that while bobcats were smaller than his kind, due to their extreme ferocity they could often come out on top despite a size disadvantage. It had happened to him in fact, though Caesar had been much larger than this cat. "Hey babe...uh...like, are you like one of the chicks tryin' to like, start a war and shiz?"
"War?" Jakiro echoed, scratching her head. She sat down on her rump with a confused expression on her face. "What war?"
"The war between the anti-clan and clanners," Adsila explained.
"I guess that's the war..." Kamikazee said.
Stark looked at the bobcat, wondering if the war was here, or going on elsewhere, or if it was going to start soon. "Yeah," he said.
"Errmmm...Elixor might've wanted to start a war," Jakiro commented. "I dunno, though."
"Not my lil dude," said Brody. "Or...lil grand..dude...Naw, Elixordude's like, cooler now..." But he wasn't so sure. Elixor had an aggressive streak that Brody had never had.
"So...what are you guys here for?" Jakiro persisted, eyes narrowed in suspicious-ness.
"To like, stop a war or like make sure a war dun happen, babe,' said Brody.
"Don't call me babe you pervert!" Jakiro shrieked in outrage. The she-bob backed off a bit, wishing that she hadn't said that. What if they decided to kill her.
Brody didn't move from where he was sitting. "Whoa...chill."
Adsila turned to the little bobcat with what she hoped was a friendly smile. "Can you lead us to Elixor?" she asked.
"No need." Elixor meowed, stepping out of the shadows and peering at the newcomers- three servals. He recognized Brody and Adsila- though Adsila extremely faintly, but had no idea who the third was. He was completely oblivious to the fact that that was Stark, and when he found out he wouldn't be happy.
He actually had never seen the other black tom, though he peered at him for a second before looking at Brody. "What's up?" He asked. Brody was usually the leader, so he addressed him, plus he'd forgotten Adsila's name for the most part.
He knew it started with 'A'.
The black serval tom with the white paw and blue eyes was growing into a fine young tom, though he lacked the size of a full-grown serval, which he would soon enough. He turned to Jakiro. "Calm down, Jakiro, Brody calls all-slash-most she-cats not related to him 'babe', it's just the way he talks." His whiskers twitched as he tried a smile in an attempt to calm the she-bob kit. He glanced at Brody for agreement or correction.