Keepers Mansion has been haunted since it was first discovered. The keepers inside of the mansion promised to maintain peace with DayClan, but as curious apprentices wandered inside only to be slaughtered by the keepers DayClan soon moved in to attack. The keepers managed to chase DayClan out for a time, but in recent years DayClan has been able to move through Keepers Mansion without problem. But this day a Keeper has shown up at DayClan with a bundle of kits asking DayClan to keep them as the other Keepers must not know of their birth.


EVEKIT/ HAUNTING ♀ - LINK - ROLEPLAYED BY OPEN
Since the beginning of life she knew her purpose was tied to the Keepers Mansion, it was a strong pull, like in a way her soul was tethered to the very bones of the house. Her mother, a mysterious young Keeper, had abandoned her and her siblings in DayClan in fear for their lives, but by some unexplainable nature inside of herself she held the desire to return to the mansion walls that her mother once fled. But the instinct always felt off by comparison to how she felt. She fit into DayClan, yet there was a second reality layered on top of her peace in DayClan like a fine mist. She would see shapes no one else saw and when venturing closer they appeared to be hounds, or ghost hounds more accurately. The more she interacts with the ghost hounds the more she realizes that they listen to her command and the more she begins to doubt if she truly belongs in DayClan. Evehaunting has ginger tabby fur with a white chest that runs all the way up to her throat and forms a white triangle from her chin up to her forehead. Her eyes are a hazel green.

SUNKIT/ BEAM ♂ - LINK - ROLEPLAYED BY OPEN
Since the beginning of life he knew his purpose was tied to the Keepers Mansion, it was a strong pull, like in a way his soul was tethered to the very bones of the house. His mother, a mysterious young Keeper, had abandoned him and his siblings in DayClan in fear for their lives, but by some unexplainable nature inside of himself he held the desire to return to the mansion walls that his mother once fled. He often sneaks out of DayClan to guard the mansion, becoming aggressive when any clan mate nears. Away from the mansion he can feel the pull grow weaker, but so long as he’s on DayClan’s land he feels the call for the mansion. It almost makes him feel like a wolf in sheep's clothing, like he’s pretending to be something he’s not by staying a member of DayClan. Sunbeam is a dilute golden tabby with a white chin and chest and narrowed, kiss me, chestnut brown eyes.

HEARTKIT/ WARMING ♀ - LINK - ROLEPLAYED BY OPEN
Since the beginning of life she knew her purpose was tied to the Keepers Mansion, it was a strong pull, like in a way her soul was tethered to the very bones of the house. Her mother, a mysterious young Keeper, had abandoned her and her siblings in DayClan in fear for their lives, but by some unexplainable nature inside of herself she held the desire to return to the mansion walls that her mother once fled. But her love for DayClan never sways, in fact the tie to the mansion is so strong, equaled by her affinity towards DayClan that she often tries to bring her friends with her to join her in the mansion to hangout so she’s not alone. She teaches them about the history of the mansion, history that she learns about in her dreams and is always trying to recruit new Keepers to join her. Heartwarming is an extremely dilute cream tabby with a white muzzle, chest and underbelly with pale blue eyes, she almost appears as a ghost.

MOONKIT/ BRIAR ♂ - LINK - ROLEPLAYED BY SHADOW
Since the beginning of life he knew his purpose was tied to the Keepers Mansion, it was a strong pull, like in a way his soul was tethered to the very bones of the house. His mother, a mysterious young Keeper, had abandoned him and his siblings in DayClan in fear for their lives, but by some unexplainable nature inside of himself he held the desire to return to the mansion walls that his mother once fled. He’s never felt right in the head, but has had the intellect to know better than to say anything. The amount of times he imagines scenarios on how to kill his clan mates, never acting on it, but thinks about it. As a kit it was always a horrible daymare, something he was horrified about himself, always wondering why he would do that… While silently hoping that maybe everyone does that and just doesn’t share. But as he grew older he began to accept his true nature as being a part of him. The more he accepted his violent tendencies the more accustomed they became until they were him. He doesn’t know why, but he has the strong urge to lure people towards his mansion, but instead of inviting them in to explore he wants to kill them. The fantasy almost consumes his daily life, wanting to kill in the name of the mansion as though it were a living thing to please. Moonbriar is a fluffy white tom, his fur often unkempt with hazel green eyes that seem to change color however the light hits them.