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 Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 1:51 pm
 Oh she'd heard about them. Lyssa. Sylvia.
Cats were a rare enough and exciting enough thing within the negaverse that it didn't take very long for news regarding them to spread. And considering her talkative and 'friendly' ways it had not taken long for the news to reach her ears while wandering around the negaspace.
Two new cats on their side. Two new recruits to help her and Masahiro bring the negaverse to victory. Was it luck that they'd suddenly obtained the new cats? Or had the general kings and queens went out of their way? If they did.. it must have been because Dahlia had been doing such a good job, because they noticed what an asset the guardians could be to the cause.
She didn't know much. Names, that they were both female. She hadn't even really gotten much of a visual description. Not that they'd be hard to find considering their aura. Dahlia couldn't help but be a little disappointed however in the sex of the new recruits.
Why couldn't it be two new men? Especially men that would be more appreciative of her... feminine charms. Cats that would pamper her and fuss over her. Fall over themselves over how beautiful and tantalizing she was? Masahiro was sadly oblivious... and now two more girls? Sighh...
There was perhaps a moment's worry that the other girls might be attractive.. that they might give her a run for her money, though obviously they would not actually WIN. There was definately a bit of worry that the new recruits would steal attention away from her and weasel their way in with her senshi and soliders. But Dahlia never backed down from a fight, and if it came down to it, she was confident she could protect her territory.
Despite the worries that wrestled in the back of her mind the cat's posture and step was confident and strong as she wound through the darkened hallways of the negaspace. Her necklace echo'd with it's telltale jangle, letting anyone familiar to her know that the creamy colored cat was on her way.
Maybe she was worrying for no reason after all. The new girls could just as easily be idiots, perfect for manipulating into usefulness. Or even, just maybe.. worthy allies.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 11:04 am
It wasn't that she neglected her appearance, Sylvia reflected morosely as she attempted to work her latest scuff mark out of her white and black coat. It was just that people, often, were wrong about things. More than just people. Dogs. Other cats. Especially the scruffy no-good from two streets over who thought he could - well. She had showed THAT Earth cat a thing or two. But not before its owner booted her out of the yard.
Literally.
So she'd decided to nurse her wounds in negaspace this time. She didn't particularly care for it - she felt disconnected here, timeless, and it was extremely disconcerting for the nosy and ultimately opinionated feline. No, she'd stay here for a bit, just long enough to regain her dignity, and then she'd -
Her angry musing was interrupted by the sound of something clacking it's way down the hall. She hissed quietly. Who would be about at this hour, and what could they POSSIBLY want?
Sylvia was in no mood to play cat and mouse.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 2:10 pm
Cat.
The aura of another cat somewhere near by drew forth a look of absolute smugness to the creamy white guardian, pleased at how quickly she'd succeeded in her task. Others would probably call it sheer luck, but Dahlia would be more than happy to argue it as skill and talent. Unless of course it turned out to be Masahiro.
The pace of her paws padding quickened with excitement and impatience, following the aura until her feline eyes made out a small figure in the dim lighting.
"Well look what we have here." She called out, her voice chiming with a singsong tone. Her tail was high, slowing even as she continued to brace the distance between them. Confidence, dominance. It was her intent to exude both and to let this new cat know just where she stood.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 10:47 am
Blink.
Blink. Blink.
Sylvia's good ear instinctively flattened against her skull. Great, just great. She gave her coat one last furious lick, and surrendered, fluffing her tail irritably and flicking it about. Another guardian cat. Another, pretty, lady guardian cat. With perfect white fur and glowing mismatched eyes and...
Sylv looked like she'd swallowed a hairball, and she had to work to wipe the grimace off her face.
"We don't have anything." Ok, possibly not the best first impression. She tried to look dignified, but fell short and landed somewhere around 'irascible'. She glowered for a few seconds, but her hard expression faltered as curiosity got the better of her. She sniffed disdainfully.
"Who're you?"
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