Kat wandered the warren that was the Cauldron. She had black bruises under her eyes, and she yawned every few steps. It was night on Rattatak, and all she wanted to do was relax. She had been up all night making plans and talking with the tribes; taking challenges every day was starting to become tiring, even if she enjoyed the fights.
She ascended to the top rim of the Cauldron's volcanic caldera, a glass of water in hand, and took her newly discovered favorite spot in a reclining lawn chair. She sat down with a deep sigh, sipping at her drink before placing it down on the ground beside her seat. She listened to the wind and the bubbling of lava, letting it lull her to sleep as she counted stars. She loved stargazing, and it had nothing to do with her name. Kat still didn't know the local constellations, but she was learning.
She was just about the enter the dreamland when one of the stars started moving faster than it should. She huffed because she was comfy in the night air and didn't want to get up. She prided herself on her penchant for industry, but she just wanted to sleep right now. Recently her dreams had been interrupted by the same man. Each scenario played out wildly different each time, so she didn't know whether to be wary of him or anticipate his coming happily.
Kat was never one to dismiss visions; the fate of billions is often decided by the visions of one man or woman. She watched the ship descend towards the Cauldron, a good choice considering its status as the only spaceport on the planet and the safest place to land besides. She even recognized this ship from her dreams as well.
She pouted because this was really inconvenient. It would be rude to ignore a new guest considering her status as 'warlord.'
But at the same time, she wanted to nap!
She sighed and slammed back the rest of her water before trudging threw the tangled tunnels to the landing pads, mustering as much good cheer as she could when she arrived where she needed to be. She put her hands on her hips and beamed a big smile.
@Tom
She ascended to the top rim of the Cauldron's volcanic caldera, a glass of water in hand, and took her newly discovered favorite spot in a reclining lawn chair. She sat down with a deep sigh, sipping at her drink before placing it down on the ground beside her seat. She listened to the wind and the bubbling of lava, letting it lull her to sleep as she counted stars. She loved stargazing, and it had nothing to do with her name. Kat still didn't know the local constellations, but she was learning.
She was just about the enter the dreamland when one of the stars started moving faster than it should. She huffed because she was comfy in the night air and didn't want to get up. She prided herself on her penchant for industry, but she just wanted to sleep right now. Recently her dreams had been interrupted by the same man. Each scenario played out wildly different each time, so she didn't know whether to be wary of him or anticipate his coming happily.
Kat was never one to dismiss visions; the fate of billions is often decided by the visions of one man or woman. She watched the ship descend towards the Cauldron, a good choice considering its status as the only spaceport on the planet and the safest place to land besides. She even recognized this ship from her dreams as well.
She pouted because this was really inconvenient. It would be rude to ignore a new guest considering her status as 'warlord.'
But at the same time, she wanted to nap!
She sighed and slammed back the rest of her water before trudging threw the tangled tunnels to the landing pads, mustering as much good cheer as she could when she arrived where she needed to be. She put her hands on her hips and beamed a big smile.
@Tom