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The feline sat on the wall by the abandoned house, her tail curled around her paws. The scene was almost picturesque, the Tsar looking at the moon as its gentle light bathed her silhouette. She had little patience for these kinds of moments, the ones where she was doing something as beneign as looking at the sky. There was no time in her schedule to fit such moments in, not at this point. The only reason she was out here at all was because she had organized meetings with all of the felines she was considering to invite to the game that would help her determine her boyar. Each night, she would meet with another of the cats. It would be an interview of sorts, to make sure these were the felines she wanted to give a chance. However, unlike an interview, it wouldn't all be questions. At the conclusion of each interview, she would tell each cat she had spoken with to meet Cynder at the hollows in a week's time at the very moment of sunset.
This was her second night of such interviews. The first night had been with Galadriel, her cousin. Tonight's interview was with her sister, Hadley. None of her siblings were particularly close, and this was the first time she was meeting privately with one of them after sending Lindon, their sibling over to NightClan. She flicked her tail; did they all realize it was strictly business that prompted her to do that? Would Hadley follow in their brother, Sammy, and his footsteps in betraying her by questioning her motives? She hoped not.
Her thoughts were interrupted as her ears then pricked at the sound of upcoming footsteps. She didn't turn towards the sound, nor did she take her eyes off of the moon. "I appreciate you meeting me here," she meowed as the cat came closer to her.
