Posts by Kazetatsu

Nighbird felt somewhat hopeless. Twice had she been half questioned to no avail. No one had yet said of she was In or not. She seemed to have a nack for going to the wrong cats for questioning when they called.

(I would appreciate that, thank you)

The smallish abysinnian walked over towards fang with her head lowered. Any elite cat open to question new recruits was deserving of her respect. Any elite trainee even was in her mind to be esteemed higher than herself for now.

"yes sir," Nightbird raised her head to meet his gaze with her own copper orbs. Having seen how much trouble some recruits had given the questioning cats, she tried to be as brief and respectful as possible without seeming like she was being too weak. "My name is Nightbird. My fear is pain that dominates anything else."

"nothing," Nightbird commented saying the word a little quickly. She explained further "no dream ambition or desire could make me worthy, nor could any skill I posses on my own. The elite does not need me, but I wish to be a part of its cause." her expression became more determined and intense, but mot enough to be challenging of fang's authority.

The air was much clearer here, and paint was gasping for breath, taking huge gulps of the purer air. Paint didn't answer thinking that it would be better if Cien did, she also was having trouble saying any words at the moment.

"the only thing I have which another might not is the ability to fight from a distance using objects, and an eye for making those objects hit where I want." she said with a little hesitation "any other skills, I am sure are more mediocre, I simply strive to do my best at them, and have much to learn." Nightbird saw no reason to emphasize powers which she might not actually have when compared with all these trained of the elite.

paint was finally able to speak again, "my people seem to be becoming more and more trouble for your race, and you more so to us in return" paint spoke softly, her voice sad. "I apologize for the trouble we have caused." she bowed hoping that she would be understood.

"I have friends" paint was a little hesitant, "a white dragon and another softskin. You and them, I want you to find someplace where you can be safe from us...the persecution needs to end."

Nightbird dipped her head as she trotted past fang in thanks. She was in the elite now, but still was among the lowest of members. She had never had blood in this way before, but lowered her head to the bowl to take a swallow of the metallic tasting red liquid. Like she had predicted, the taste was not that different from any other blood, but she understood how some would find it unappealing. She was glad that after so much waiting her questioning had gone so well. then the new eliteist padded out of the room to make way for others to join.

Nightbird padded into the room. The new elitist was not looking for a mate or love yet, but this gathering could be a way for her to get to know some of her fellow elitists in a good way, before she accidently trod on somebody's fur. She was being careful, and would be for a while, until she obtained good standings, and better knowledge of how to interact with her peers.

Nightbird padded over to darksky. The she cat seemed slightly lonely And out of Place. "greetings" she said creating a strange four footed bow. "no cat should have to be by herself here."

"they aren't going to move paint admitted sadly" she was worried about Azul and wondered where the white dragon had vanished to. "our lives are sort and we have already been here for generations. There is no one of us alive who can remember where we lived before the castle and town were made." paint rubbed her sore shoulder with her free hand. The gash from tranfuring Azul's wound to herself was bothering her again. "I don't want to see more killing..." she trailed off not making eye contact.

That was the one Kohaku thought. She remembered well the complex artificial designs. "what is it?" the large feline asked not turning her head, although a thin line appeared on one of her tails marking where another eye now hid, but closed.

"I could anyway" Kohaku mused. Keeping her voice low so they would be less likely to be overheard. She knew her own strength well. "but if I did not, what would you suggest?

"yes i did." Nightbird admitted. "it took quite a while, but now I am here" she purred slightly, admiring Onyx's appearance. Nightbird had even less in the way of adornment.

"I can climb, have hands, harden myself against being pierced by barbs or all three rather easily." Kohaku responded back one of her fore paws grew into a large fury clawed hand as an example, "as for this blood you speak of if it can be found, we can do that also"

Nightbird saw a cat who was ill, ill in mind and spirit not body. She hadn't been to hear the announcement that the stylist's position was removed. She was not one of the elite at the time, but she had heard of it soon after her orientation. The copper abbysinian padded over noticing the gravity of the situation. Because she didn't know many names yet, Nightbird didn't call the two by name, but agreed with Kal "it is important to take care of yourself no matter what happens."

Kohaku laughed, finding it amusing how Lune could be so scared of six little elven creatures and cause such a problem. Now, she did turn her head around to look at the things, wearing the same type of uncaring look she had used on the mauvias. Telling them to go away would not work, they were like children in that surely, so she shook out her fur, and said "let's simply ignore them. If we don't amuse them they will eventually go away."

You were a stylist? Nightbird caught herself before saying it in a way that might remind the poor cat more of the position she just lost. "they are right." she mewed quietly, "one does not have to have an official position to create things. You should use your talents. Letting yourself get sick over a title will simply prevent you from doing what is important for you."

"I am Kohaku by name, one who's shape is not limited to what is seen, a cat perhaps, or maybe not, and a traveler"