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cats in attendance; chief zinnia, brimstone, trachyandra, chimaira, wisteria, nubian

zinnia ♀ 32 moons (chief) {spirit} - tags; open
it had been over twenty moons since her fellowship had attended one of these moonly peaceful gatherings; the former chief, chief nightshade, had believed that these gatherings were a "complete waste of time and energy". zinnia had been a newly appointed vision at that time, so she had spent most of her life not attending. but with the recent surge of growth and renewal within the spirits fellowship, zinnia felt as though it was a good time for them to start to go back again. she had brought up the topic to her fellowship, and many of the cats were particularly eager to attend; at the end of the day, it was a hard choice, but she had chosen a small group of six, including herself. there was herself, one of her council members, three braves, and one older vision. the tortoiseshell molly hoped that there would be one particular other molly would be there for her to see and speak with; etheria, the white feline with pinkwings, who was one of the first friends that she ever made outside of her own fellowship. as her group entered the gathering space, she turned to them with a smile. "remember, this is a night of making peace. make new friends, strengthen our alliances. please dont stir up trouble."

brimstone ♀ 32 moons (council) {air} - tags; open
as the group traveled from their fellowship's territory to the gathering space, chief zinnia has asked the tan and white tabby to fly over the rest of the group, relying on air currents to allow her to glide instead of fighting the wind, as the other cats made the trek on foot; keeping her yellow-green eyes out for any potential dangers, as well as ensuring the group was heading in the right direction and didnt get lost. as they finally arrived to the clearing, the bicolor circled her group from above before landing beside the chief, just as the tortoiseshell was starting to speak to the rest of the cats. "just mind-link me if you need anything, i'll be around chief." she bowed her head in respect before turning to look at the other cats around them, see if there were any faces she recognized.

trachyandra ♀ 33 moons (brave) {nature} - tags; open
the speckled tortoiseshell had wanted to come to the gathering for two reasons, and she had made those reasons very clear to the chief when zinnia was trying to decide who to bring on this first gathering. she wanted to see if any of the other members of her last fellowship would be there; she knew some of the other temple of hollows cats had made it out alive, but they had all sort of been separated as they scattered off, so she was curious to see if any of her or her sister tilly's old friends had survived. the other reason was far more personal and emotional, and that was that she wanted to see the beautifully winged pale tortoiseshell molly named shimizu, from the kirigakure fellowship, who had helped them during their time of being lost before they came across the spirits. she nodded in agreement to the words of the chief, her deep green eyes immediately searching out the fluffy pelt of the love of her life, whispering to herself, "where are you beautiful..."

chimaira ♂ 25 moons (brave) {air} - tags; open
the black and grey shorthair was the newest member of the spirits of nature fellowship, but he had been allowed to join the gathering group in the hopes that he would see his twin sister in the escape to paradise fellowship. his heterochromatic eyes scanned the gathering space as they joined, nodding his head politely before he looked around for his twin, his nostrils flaring as he tried to catch her scent.

wisteria ♀ 35 moons (matron) {water} - tags; open
the grey and white bicolor knew that had it not been for the arrival of the new fourth matron and her kit, the chief never would have allowed wisteria to leave the den of the other nursing-mothers and kits early. technically her son jac was five moons old, and he would become a vision soon with a brave to train him. he was still nursing a bit, but he was also exploring real food; he had much more energy than the other younger kits in the nursery and had begun to wander the entirety of the camp, under someones watchful eye of course at all times. but the fluffy grey molly had missed interacting with other cats more regularly, without the kit at her side, and wanted to make more friends outside of her fellowship. luckily, there were two new matrons who had found the fellowship with their own kits over the past moon, and so she was given permission by the chief to attend, since there were now three other mollies with kits who could watch jac that night. and so, as her small group split up to greet other cats, she herself sat down comfortably, curling her fluffy tail around her paws and beginning to groom her fluffy chest while she waited for someone to approach her.

nubian ♀ 13 moons (vision) {air} - tags; open
it was almost time for her to go off into the woods to complete her vision quest, her ceremony of finding her spiritual guide that would help her on her life's journey. she had completed her trainings, and the chief had told her that within the next moon she would be going off to complete her quest/ceremony. but before that happened, before she spent an unknown amount of time in the woods all by herself in prayer, she wanted the chance to see a handsome young tom that she had met in a random passing at the border. the black shorthair with fire-colored scales had immediately drawn her in with his outgoing personality. as they entered the gathering space, she could feel the chief's eyes on her, as she was the youngest cat to attend from the spirits. she nodded her head as her blue eyes sought him out in the crowd, hoping and praying his fellowship would attend.

[sharklord]

Aurelius | Male (AFAB) | 38 | Commanding Officer | Tags; open

Aurelius led his small group into the gathering place, face blank as he pushed through the group of cats. A few pretty cats walking around caught his eyes, but he shook his head. He wasn't here to flirt, he was here to find more about the other groups out there, to rule out possible threats and make alliances. He didn't have time for silly romances.

Haemon | Non-Binary (AMAB) | 36 | Quartermaster | Tags; open

Haemon looked around in excitement as he followed his CO. He had never been to a gathering before, and couldn't wait to meet new cats and make new friends. Haemon was a quieter cat, only speaking when necessary, but he was willing to talk a bit more today.

Cassius | Male | 70 | Medical Officer | Tags; open

Cassius looked up in annoyance at the group of cats filling the clearing. He didn't want to be here, but Aurelius had insisted that the old Medical Officer attend today's gathering. He didn't understand why, but Cassius figured that he'd curl up under a nice bush and nap until it was time to leave.

Anemone | Female | 7 | Recruit | Tags; open

Anemone looked around in wonder, her flowers brightening as she grew more excited. The young recruit was the youngest cat in the Battalion, and being alone with her stern mentor, quiet Quartermaster, and grumpy Medical Officer made her feel very lonely. Anemone hoped she would make a friend today.

[jazz.]

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cats present | etheria, sinner, reign, fawkes, colin

etheria - lider/leader - 36 - ♀ - spirit - tagged; zinnia
etheria tucked her one surviving kit in geni's nest with her other three. i'll be back later, love, she knew arcadia was deaf, so she didn't waste any breath in speaking but it seemed arcadia heard her soothing words anyway. she drew that up to a daughter's bond and thanked geni for watching her. she needed all the strength she could muster to mingle with other fellowship cats tonight. sinner had heard mumblings in the surrounding territories of a night where cats of different groups got together and met during his herb gatherings yet highly suggested etheria stay back and rest. but etheria was lider and wouldn't it look bad if she was deemed "too weak" to travel? with a sigh and a flick of her tail, she gathered the few cats she selected to attend this gathering; thankfully angus was dealing with bee stings so she didn't have to tell him he was not going. with her friends beside her, they slowly made their way to the agreed upon gathering spot. "behave," she said pointedly at fawkes and colin, "and no fires." before they could respond, they had already pushed the fronds away and a small group of cats had already arrived. she spotted zinnia, another leader she had met right after she escaped from the Facility, and started towards her, waving off sinner. "go find someone else to bother," she smiled, "i'll be safe with zinnia." her nerves spiked when she was close enough to talk to the chief of spirits of nature. would she even remember her? "hello," she meekly greeted. so much for radiating strong leadership energy. "i hope you recognize me as i am still very thankful for your help." she gave a tiny smile to zinnia. "as you can tell, i'm doing a bit better now."

sinner - lekarz/healer - 39 - ♂ - water - tagged; open
sinner watched etheria as she approached another molly. he couldn't just sit and stare at her from afar; unfortunately he couldn't force her to stay and rest, and he would just have to trust her judgement. he folded his dragon wings closer to his body. if he was completely honest with himself, he was hoping to see a certain molly here tonight. queen ana of the magic kingdom had peaked his interest enough to want to speak to her again. there was a good chance she would attend this gathering but he sat and curled his tail around his paws forcing himself not to look too interested. whatever happens will happen.

reign - magik/mage - 32 - ♀ - air - tagged; open
reign's soft purple aura lit the grass around her. she was very excited to be around so many new cats as that meant that many new friends! she walked a lap around the clearing sniffing out who was who. she didn't recognize any scents except her own friends, so she took this time to check in on colin, her stażysta who was famous for causing issues. so far he was behaving himself, so she stretched and sat down ready to meet some cats.

fawkes - magik/mage - 16 - ♂ - fire - tagged; nubian
even though colin wanted to stick together, fawkes shooed him away. he couldn't let a stażysta bring down his new magik status. there were too many pretty mollies and toms to impress here. his fur was sleek, his scales were shiny, and his eyes were twinkling. "hey," he greeted a younger cat that he had seen across the border. "i'm glad i found a face i recognize." he got a reassuring smile in return. "i just passed my magik assessment myself. i hope you are doing just as well."

colin - stażysta/trainee - 12 - ♂ - fire - tagged; open
colin watched fawkes approach a molly with ease and felt a stab of jealousy. why couldn't he follow his friend instead of standing by himself looking foolish? there didn't seem to be any other young cats in the clearing yet, so he stood off towards the side, glaring at the older cats that happened to glance his way. he knew etheria had mentioned a strict no fire rule but rules could be broken.

[Simonpet]

𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝

Attending: Amalric (king) | Caramel (herbalist) | Alaric, Marcus, Shanie, Spalding (adult commoners) | Rowan (apprentice)

It was supposed to have been a normal hunt. Amalric has wanted to tackle one of the caves on the island that he believed might have a large concentration of prey, and had taken a small group with him. Two hunters to help, a scout to make sure that it was safe, a warrior to cover their retreat if necessary, and Caramel who’d hoped to find some useful herbs. And Rowan, of course, who’d insisted on coming along. In all fairness, he was almost a teenager who’d be participating more in “adult duties” very soon. He did have a point.

They’d entered the cave with no issues, just like Alaric had reported, and...emerged into a new world. There was a large open space in front of them and a few cats talking quietly within it. But there was something off about them, that Amalric couldn’t determine. “We should go down there,” he said quietly, “and see if we can find out who they are. Don’t tell them who we are or where we come from. Just in case.” One by one, the others nodded. “Shanie.” He hesitated. “Take Rowan, for the moment. I’ll seek out the leader of these felines and I’d appreciate...”

“I understand,” replied Shanie with a small smile. “C’mon, little diamond. Maybe they have someone your age.”

Amalric (king) | male | spirit | tags: Aurelius (The Battalion)
Amalric noticed the silver tortoiseshell with shimmering blue wings almost immediately. They were a commanding presence—clearly a leader of some sort. He murmured a few comforting words to Caramel and then they split. A brief telepathic scan told Amalric two things: one, this feline was only concerned about a few others and was therefore not the leader of all the felines gathered here and two, this feline wasn’t interested in harming anyone at this moment. Invasive? Rude? Absolutely. But Amalric justified himself by reminding himself that anything could be possible and that he had to protect his group.

“Hello,” said Amalric, catching the tortie’s eyes. “The name’s Amalric.” He paused for a second as he thought. No, the customary greeting wouldn’t do. “How about you?”

Caramel (herbalist) | female | nature | tags: Brimstone (Spirits of Nature)
Caramel padded alongside Amalric as they walked to the center, where more felines were arriving. It seemed like some sort of meeting place that they’d stumbled into. Hopefully, they could find a way back. She mentally probed the ground but there were no dead creatures. She and Amalric would be near-useless. Well. She could probably shift into something more...battle-ready. But peace was the goal. She spotted a tan tabby bicolor with shimmering butterfly wings who looked calm. Competent. Maybe they’d know what was going on?

“Hello there,” said Caramel, sidling up to the other feline. “How’s it going?” A bit of friendliness couldn’t hurt.

Alaric (scout) | male | nature | tags: open

Marcus (hunter) | male | fire | tags: open

Shanie (hunter), Rowan (apprentice) | female, male | water, nature | tags: Anemone (The Battalion)
As the group separated, Rowan spotted a silver feline that looked younger than him. “C’mon, mom!” he said excitedly. He practically bounded over to the other—a female, by the scent—only pausing to make sure that Shanie wasn’t too far behind. Once he was close enough, he stopped. “Hi! I’m Rowan.” True to his word, he didn’t elaborate on where he came from. The other feline didn’t look like a spy but... “What’s your primary?” Shanie finally reached them and cat a few tail-lengths away, ears flicking occasionally.

Spalding (warrior) | male | fire | tags: Reign (Escape to Paradise)
Spalding’s wings fluttered and he sat down to straighten them. Once the grooming was finished, he stood to find that the group had scattered. Okay, then. He looked around until he found a lone feline with an odd...glow? He just had to investigate. As he approached, he saw that the black bicolor had an aura surrounding her. Well, he’d seen stranger things.

“Hey there,” he said casually, sitting down beside her. “How’s it going?” Maybe she could tell him what was going on.

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cats in attendance; zinnia, gladiolus, brimstone, trachyandra, chimaira, wisteria, nubian

zinnia ♀ 32 moons (chief) {spirit} - tags; etheria
her warm honey eyes watched each member of her fellowship as they split up, some of the felines choosing to wait on their own while others sought out companionship. she trusted her cats to be safe and polite to those they interacted with; she stood near the front of the clearing-space. her ears flicked around, catching the voices conversing, from the highest pitch of the small apprentices to the low-deep tones of more brutish adult males. an unfamiliar scent came over her quickly, and her nostrils flared to recognize anything from the cat's scent; luckily for her, the face soon followed the scent, and immediately she knew who the cat was. a purr rumbled deep within her chest as she leaned forward to touch noses with the white molly before she sat down and gestured with her wings for the molly to sit beside her. "of course i remember you etheria, not a day goes by where i don't prey to the great spirit for your health and safety. better but not complete; there is an emptiness to your eyes that many may not notice but that i am trained to see. how have you been?"

gladiolus ♂ 32 moons (shaman) {nature} - tags; open
the pale green tom was slightly nervous about the thought of going into a new space where he was unfamiliar with the terrain and be surrounded by an unknown amount of complete strangers with whom he was supposed to just trust immediately. sitting on his back, nestled directly in-between his shoulder blades, was the pure white flying squirrel whose red-pink eyes served as his own eyes in every second of every day. he quickly found a comfortable place to sit down and wait to be approached by someone, anyone, although he had his own hopes as to who would arrive and seek him out eventually.

brimstone ♀ 32 moons (council) {air} - tags; caramel
as cats of different fellowships began to arrive to the gathering space, the molly's yellow-green eyes scanned each and every body joining the space; she couldnt help but notice one specific group of cats who arrived looking particularly uncomfortable and nervous about the gathering, and made a mental note to approach one of these cats. however, before she had a chance to walk up to anyone, a brown shorthair approached her withslight friendliness that was also riddled with caution. deciding to be herself despite the slight nervous energy she felt from the other molly, she offered a kind smile before she spoke. "good evening. i'm doing quite well thank you, just enjoying the stretch for my wings. my name is brimstone, council member of the spirits of nature; whats your name?" her wings flittered on her back a bit as she folded them into a more comfortable position.

trachyandra ♀ 33 moons (brave) {nature} - tags; open
the speckled tortoiseshell had wanted to come to the gathering for two reasons, and she had made those reasons very clear to the chief when zinnia was trying to decide who to bring on this first gathering. she wanted to see if any of the other members of her last fellowship would be there; she knew some of the other temple of hollows cats had made it out alive, but they had all sort of been separated as they scattered off, so she was curious to see if any of her or her sister tilly's old friends had survived. the other reason was far more personal and emotional, and that was that she wanted to see the beautifully winged pale tortoiseshell molly named shimizu, from the kirigakure fellowship, who had helped them during their time of being lost before they came across the spirits. she nodded in agreement to the words of the chief, her deep green eyes immediately searching out the fluffy pelt of the love of her life, whispering to herself, "where are you beautiful..."

chimaira ♂ 25 moons (brave) {air} - tags; open
the black and grey shorthair was the newest member of the spirits of nature fellowship, but he had been allowed to join the gathering group in the hopes that he would see his twin sister in the escape to paradise fellowship. his heterochromatic eyes scanned the gathering space as they joined, nodding his head politely before he looked around for his twin, his nostrils flaring as he tried to catch her scent.

wisteria ♀ 35 moons (matron) {water} - tags; open
the grey and white bicolor knew that had it not been for the arrival of the new fourth matron and her kit, the chief never would have allowed wisteria to leave the den of the other nursing-mothers and kits early. technically her son jac was five moons old, and he would become a vision soon with a brave to train him. he was still nursing a bit, but he was also exploring real food; he had much more energy than the other younger kits in the nursery and had begun to wander the entirety of the camp, under someones watchful eye of course at all times. but the fluffy grey molly had missed interacting with other cats more regularly, without the kit at her side, and wanted to make more friends outside of her fellowship. luckily, there were two new matrons who had found the fellowship with their own kits over the past moon, and so she was given permission by the chief to attend, since there were now three other mollies with kits who could watch jac that night. and so, as her small group split up to greet other cats, she herself sat down comfortably, curling her fluffy tail around her paws and beginning to groom her fluffy chest while she waited for someone to approach her.

nubian ♀ 13 moons (vision) {air} - tags; fawkes
more and more cats were beginning to join the gathering space, and she couldnt help the highly-perked way her ears stood on top of her head, her eyes scanning the pelts of every cat who entered, hoping to see anyone that she recognized from a bordering fellowship. just as her eyes landed on a group of familiar looking cats, her nostrils flared as she recognized the scents of the cats from escape to paradise. her purple-blue eyes landed on a tom who approached her from the group with a smile on his face and she smiled right back. "well hello there! fawkes right? congrats on passing your assessment thats great news! i'll be going out to take my vision quest, which is my fellowships version of your magik assessment i suppose, sometime in the next few days! how was yours?"

[[kat]]

✧ Ana
35 moons ; molly ; queen ; tags: sinner
Ana shook out her wings as she stepped into the clearing. Brutus and Gala passed her, eager to socialize, but she found herself pausing at the edge. The past few moons had done a little to ease her nerves, especially once the two mages had joined the Kingdom, but without her friends by her side she found she felt less confident than she wanted to be. She wondered if she might see another familiar face in the crowd. Sinner had been more than a little mysterious during their last meeting, and she wanted to know more about the strange cream tom. She scanned the crowd and to her delight, she spotted him almost right away, sitting off to the side and looking like he was waiting for something. The stars on her pelt glowed as she hopefully wondered if he might be waiting for her, and she bounded over to him.
"Sinner!" She mewed, a little embarrassed at how quiet the tom's name came out of her jaws. She cleared her throat and tried again. "It's been a bit. I was wondering if I would see you tonight."

☆ Brutus
37 moons ; tom ; mage ; tags: wisteria
After giving Gala one more reminding nudge not to bother anyone too much, Brutus pushed gently past Ana and into the clearing. He cast her one final glance to make sure she was okay, but he was pretty sure she hadn't seen, so he shrugged and turned his attention to the crowd. Only a few moments passed before he spotted a lovely gray and white molly sitting by herself. He gave his chest fur a few quick licks and padded to her side. He dipped his head to her in greeting.
"Hey there, beautiful. I'm certain I'd remember a face as pretty as yours if I'd seen one before, and since I don't, I'd be honored to know your name."

☀ Gala
25 moons ; molly ; mage ; tags: marcus
Gala trotted confidently into the clearing. Her fellowship was small and her leader was a bit skittish at times, but she had faith in the three of them to be a formidable opponent. Even though... no one was really supposed to be fighting here, as Brutus had reminded her on the journey. She didn't want anyone to fight, but she certainly wouldn't have minded a little spar. Paws itching with excitement, she eyed the crowd, and spotted a group talking quietly among themselves. They all seemed confused and uncomfortable, and as soon as they split off, she padded up to a young brown tom, looking him up and down.
"What's the problem? You guys look like you think everyone here is about to claw your fur off." Her statement was blunt but her tone was friendly, and she tipped her head curiously at him.

[mellifluous,]

𝐍 𝐄 𝐑 𝐈 𝐔 𝐌 𝐒 !!ix─ix♦

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━━━milkweed ╶ rose 34m, ♀ ╶ open
the molly sat quietly watching the other cats gather and talk. she wasn't a fan of big crowds, or little crowds, or others in general. milkweed glanced over her shoulder to her bud. they had decided it best to come for a brief time to scout out the others who roamed in their world. it was hard to imagine that there was anything outside of their woods but now, they could not deny that they were alone in this world. her and camas exchanged a brief nod of understanding before he strutted further into the gathering to gather intel on the other cats. she continued to sit and watch, wary of those before her.

━━━camas ╶ bud 47m, ♂╶ open
camas glanced back at milkweed briefly as he wandered within the cats briefly listening in on conversation here or there. he had only recently joined the neriums but his mind felt clouded and he couldn't recall anything before milkweed and the neriums. eventually the tom settled himself down and continued to watch the other cats, his eyes flicking over the gathering quickly.

[vampiress_fox]

House of Night
Attending: Crystal Moon, Oak Vine, Salem

:: Crystal Moon | 28 moons | High Priestess | Tags: None ::
Crystal Moon led the way for her two housemates to follow. They had never been to a gathering, still being a new fellowship, but she knew she had to attend, she had to get her fellowship recognized.She knew that it was the only way to find allies, and they would not survive without allies.

:: Oak Vine | 15 moons | Nature Priestess | Tags: None ::
Oak Vine watched her High Priestess closely. As far as her fellowship is concerned, she would be considered the most senior member after Crystal Moon herself. She looked around the clearing, eyeing all the rest of the cats there.

:: Salem | 24 moons | Water Priest | Tags: None ::
Salem looked around eagerly, trying to see if any of his old Fellowship-mates were there.

[Simonpet]

𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝

Attending: Amalric (king) | Caramel (herbalist) | Alaric, Marcus, Shanie, Spalding (adult commoners) | Rowan (apprentice)

Amalric (king) | male | spirit | tags: Aurelius (The Battalion)
Amalric noticed the silver tortoiseshell with shimmering blue wings almost immediately. They were a commanding presence—clearly a leader of some sort. He murmured a few comforting words to Caramel and then they split. A brief telepathic scan told Amalric two things: one, this feline was only concerned about a few others and was therefore not the leader of all the felines gathered here and two, this feline wasn’t interested in harming anyone at this moment. Invasive? Rude? Absolutely. But Amalric justified himself by reminding himself that anything could be possible and that he had to protect his group.

“Hello,” said Amalric, catching the tortie’s eyes. “The name’s Amalric.” He paused for a second as he thought. No, the customary greeting wouldn’t do. “How about you?”

Caramel (herbalist) | female | nature | tags: Brimstone (Spirits of Nature)
The other molly smiled and introduced herself as Brimstone. An odd name, certainly, but no odder than her own. "Caramel," she responded. She paused for a moment, mouth barely open. She took the plunge. "I'm the herbalist of our...group." She snorted. "No one's going to die on my watch, although I swear they sometimes try to." Between Amalric trying to play chicken with the sirens, Rhea volunteering for missions that took her far far away from Amalric and...her, Andi raising every ghost that she claimed "interested" her, and various other mishaps and misadventures, it certainly seemed like they had a death wish. Maybe it was something about the archipelago. Or the isolation. "What's your job as a council member?" Most groups from their world had similar positions, although they were generally restricted by age or favoritism, and it didn't seem like Brimstone was particularly elderly. Or maybe she was just immortal. Heh. "Just" immortal.

Alaric (scout) | male | nature | tags: open
↪ looking for former Order of the Alchemists cats

Marcus (hunter) | male | fire | tags: Gala (The Magic Kingdom)
Marcus stood straight as the longhaired brown tabby approached him. As she got closer, he was surprised to see the green aura surrounding her everywhere except for her wings, which seemed free of the glow. He forced himself to chuckle at her introduction. She seemed friendly enough, but probing was not what they wanted on a first meeting. "Yeah..." His tail twitched. "We found ourselves here unexpectedly." Why not mix in a little bit of the truth? Couldn't hurt. "But we're making the best of it. Meeting new people." He stopped. He'd forgotten to ask for her name! Should he ask for her primary? ...nah. Maybe later. "What's your name? I'm Marcus."

Shanie (hunter), Rowan (apprentice) | female, male | water, nature | tags: Anemone (The Battalion)
As the group separated, Rowan spotted a silver feline that looked younger than him. “C’mon, mom!” he said excitedly. He practically bounded over to the other—a female, by the scent—only pausing to make sure that Shanie wasn’t too far behind. Once he was close enough, he stopped. “Hi! I’m Rowan.” True to his word, he didn’t elaborate on where he came from. The other feline didn’t look like a spy but... “What’s your primary?” Shanie finally reached them and cat a few tail-lengths away, ears flicking occasionally.

Spalding (warrior) | male | fire | tags: Reign (Escape to Paradise)
Spalding’s wings fluttered and he sat down to straighten them. Once the grooming was finished, he stood to find that the group had scattered. Okay, then. He looked around until he found a lone feline with an odd...glow? He just had to investigate. As he approached, he saw that the black bicolor had an aura surrounding her. Well, he’d seen stranger things.

“Hey there,” he said casually, sitting down beside her. “How’s it going?” Maybe she could tell him what was going on.