A WARNING TO THE PEOPLE // SUNHAVEN RAID

[FUBUKI]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]Compared to the other Ascendants, Ren was much more of a day-goer, assimilated to the stargazer's culture, and he certainly didn't appreciate the consistent string of events which barred him from slumber. From meetings to murderers, the world was out to gobble up his precious time and the feline seriously wished for it to end. With talks of intruders as the lights blared in his room though, he couldn't exactly cover his head under his pillow and pretend it wasn't there, and as that knock came on his door, Ren unsheathed his claws. Darn, what a pain. Stretching, he'd slink towards the exit to his humble abode, slowly nudging the door open to get a look at what was up. The one accused of dastardly deeds and his friends, judging by the smell at least. Such carelessness to keep up a good appearance until he was confirmed innocent or guilty seemed to make the truth lean towards the latter, a bicoloured head tilting with confusion to go along with such a line of thinking. There were ways to go about this all without intruding and causing a ruckus, and he could picture what was going through the other cat's brain now. I'm going to prove I'm not a murderer, by attacking innocents in their homes. Gosh.

Fully revealing himself now, Ren would stand next to the closest 'front line' he could make, confidence emanating from his casual-looking battle stance. It was true that the Ascendants held the advantage here, regardless of the timing of the intrusion these were walls that his group were simply more comfortable with. Must've been a maze for anyone who hadn't mapped it out, unaided by the raid's ineffectiveness at sneaking. Sure, they got so far, but they got caught at the final stretch, and a good thief never gets caught. Undermining the opponent's abilities through inner taunts, a little smirk appeared on Ren's face. "Sorry, if you want a sleepover, you'll have to be the ones to supply the cookies,". His head rocked to the left and right as he spoke, awaiting movement from anyone at this point. Standing himself up against stronger opponents was what got him concussed all those weeks ago, but it was different now, he'd wizened up again contrary to his nonchalance.