AMBROSIA-TYKE }} Faith
You could get lost in beauty like hers. Her pelt is like a grey mountainous backdrop with darker shades along her back. Sandy desert waves of color follow the ridges around her legs and sides. Her chest and underbelly are white including the bottom half of her legs. She has light caramel highlights along the sides of her face dimming her yellow colored eyes. She’s small compared to most clan cats, but about average for a Regime cat. A good sized feline to move through tunnels without needing to bow her head. She has an ovalular face with come at me narrowed eyes. She’s fragile, not like a flower, but like a tornado gracing a nest of eggs and demolishing a whole forest. She has bones meant to withstand hurricanes and fire in her veins. No one can break her steel wings, she’s unapologetic fury and angelic grace all rolled into one. She’s no nonsense and wears her darkness in good taste.
Rank : Tyke

ATTICUS-TYKE }} GidgetGal

A family isn't limited to just blood, but the bonds shared between those who care about each other. That statement is the foundation of everything Atticus stands for in his life. The son of Snowprince and Whispyfeather, it is obvious that he wasn't born in the Regime; though his short, snow-white fur with grey patches covering his head, back, and tail with black markings isn't all that unusual, his short, Scottish-fold ears are a dead giveaway for his pure Dayclan bloodline. He along with his siblings Alonah, Magena, Athens, Cadence, Zoebella, and Amberwolf were brought to the Regime by members of Dayclan to escape Sunclan's invasion and subsequent takeover, where they were loved and well cared for by the Raisers. However, what they all had forgotten was that many moons prior, Snowprince had kits with a different she-cat: a Guider named San. Most of the resulting kits had remained in Dayclan; all except for Mercenary Superior Gardenia. She, along with her half-siblings through San, discovered the connection and decided to give the kits a choice, one that Gardenia herself never had. He made his choice, and to this day doesn't regret it. Atticus is a gentle but fussy tom, very particular on how his fur is groomed and kept clean. He's also incredibly selfless, big on doing what's right and so empathetic towards others that he can almost feel their emotions. It's this mixed with a unique interest in herbs that he had gained during the initial stay that put him on the path of being a Guider. That along with his sight; his honey-brown gaze is incredibly blurred, though not completely blind. In exchange, he has an advanced sense of smell and can track herbs on the surface much faster than most Guiders can. In spite of his heritage, the Regime is home to him, and he cares very much for every single cat in it.

Tyke, future Guider

CADENCE-TYKE }} fawn
Adorable. That's probably the first word that comes to your mind when you see Cadence. Almost a copy and paste of her mother. Short pale grey tabby fur with darker charcoal tabby stripes. Her ears are delicately folded over themselves. Cadence's eyes are said to be a cross between her mothers, Whispyfeather, and fathers, Snowprince. A pale seafoam green, that sparkle with adventure and joy. Like her siblings, she was not born to the Regime, but to DayClan. She along with her siblings Alonah, Magena, Athens, Atticus, Zoebella, and Amberwolf was brought to the Regime to escape SunClan's takeover. Where they would be raised by Regime Raisers and Xuxa. When the time came to choose between the home she'd grown up in and the home she was born to her heart was torn. She loved the tunnels, but she also loved the sun. She lives with the struggle of having a paw in each world, and only wishes for peace between the two groups. Cadence has the belief that you should try everything at least once. She lives for new experiences and trying new things. One thing to mention about her is that she's rather clumsy. She can barely go an entire day without falling over herself at least three times. Cadence lives her life freely and happily, but when she closes her eyes she feels a loss. Not knowing where she truly belongs.

tyke

EVEREST }} simply.light
Mystery shrouds his being like fog over mountaintops. With cream-colored, thick fur and icy blue eyes, Everest is certainly a handsome tom. He's charming and thoughtful, but somehow a bit off. He's a master spy because of his ability to persuade any cat to like him. However, he isn't great at making true, honorable friends because of it.

He used to be a spy, but now he can be a scout? cx

AELA }} simply.light
Beautiful blue eyes dances among dark tortoiseshell fur like her mother’s. A stream of white starts at her nose and widens down her chin, across her chest, and down her underbelly, which is unique to her. Aela and her siblings, Irena, Reisi, and Valerian, were born in a powerful line of cats. Her uncle Ren is an ex-Commander of the Regime, and her cousin, Fjord, the current commander. Being the daughter of ex-Raiser Superior Astrid and deceased Commander Reisi, it is a given that she was provided high expectations from birth. Aela strives to honor her prestigious lineage, but she also desires to be unique. She is fierce and quick-witted, like a strike of an arrow against soft flesh. Her personality is abrasive, yet she holds her own form of grace.
Mercenary

BERYL }} simply.light
Beryl is a small black she-cat with pale green eyes. Despite her petite size, she knew that she was meant to be a mercenary from the day she was born. She has a generous and caring personality, but a witty mouth at times. Sometimes she can be overly blunt, but it's clear that she always means well.
Mercenary

DELANEY }} simply.light
A pure white tom with beautiful, enchanting blue eyes. He has a princely personality and tends to rule over his friend group, even if they don't always approve. Delaney, despite his big attitude, is an incredible fighter.
Mercenary

FJORD }} simply.light
You can tell a lot by embarking on a journey into the eyes of a stranger. Their passion for the emerging blossom or a distrust of the changing seasons are clearly evident through those crystalline globes. But what if the eyes aren't parallel in nature? Does two different optics mean two unique adventures, which in turn make one complex first impression? With white fur as crisp as the clouds that hover over a deep fjord, his heterochromia is what makes this grandiose tom stand out at first glance. Metaphorically speaking, his blue eye tells the story of a soul who longs for the light to reignite the flame to carry on each morning. It’s the tale of a soldier who lives in his daydreams to escape the darkness of reality. His visions of what should be and not of what truly is. It’s the timeline of one who thrives from other’s experiences and stories. That icy chasm of blue leads to a king who does life alongside his subjects, fighting through the torrents of life. That eye believes that hope and faith will carry you through, to always forgive and find hope in a new day, and everything works out in the end. The other optic, burning with a passionate amber like fire, shows a different character. It’s path leads to an abandoned lover who seeks his reconciliation. The story is one of a leader who raises his sword and shield against those who threaten his pack. It’s a tapestry of an individual who will take back what rightfully belongs to him, not caring whether tooth and claw are necessary. Depth and the wildness of nature make up the river that splits through the mountains, causing the birth of a a fjord. He is that wide, winding river that tears a path through the steep cliffs. Why such opposition between two windows of the soul? Not just because he was born with it, but because of a past that defines his individuality. Being born from parents who still hide their identity to this day, he's had to create his own persona. Often times, he’s had to become two different characters in the play of life to please those who never claimed him in the first place. Not only that, but watching his brother, Regn, walk away after many moons of living amongst the tunnels together morphed a hot flame inside his heart. Not only does that ember burn through his chest, but it is slowly forming a hardened heart. He is one who is fueled by tragedy, so he has learned to hone in that flicker. Two vastly different eyes create the picture of a cat who gives his all passionately, fiercely, wildly, and madly.

CORIANDER }} simply.light
He probably would have been a momma's boy if he ever knew her. In fact, he looks the most like her out of all his siblings. Coriander is definitely a softie with a kind and gentle spirit. He is slightly bigger than a lot of the other tykes and is covered, heat-to-toe with brown tabby fur. His yellow eyes are always hued with warmth from the love he has for others. Coriander's father is Mars and he loves him dearly, but everyone knows that he is partial to his Aunt Venus
Scout

EVERLY }} simply.light
She is the striking image of her deceased father, Commander Reisi except for her pale yellow eyes like her mother, Mattie's. Her blue-grey fur is thick and feathery and she stands on long, slender legs. Everly is an incredibly beautiful cat with a lovely personality and cheery soul, but there is a lot of hurt behind that sunshine. Generally good humored, it is uncommon to see the young scout express any of that pain that wells in her heart. Her parents were both murdered their own family, which were also the parents of Commander Fjord, making him her cousin. Losing her parents at such a young age was difficult for the she-cat, but she fights every day to be the best she can be in their memory. Not only that, but she is fiercely protective over her siblings Evie, Edith, Ellison, and Elsie, and her half-siblings Aela, Irena, Reisi, and Valerian.
Scout

LAUREL }} simply.light
There are so many ways to label a cat's personality, but what if she can never decide on who she wants to be and what kind of personality she wants to have? Laurel is that cat who is a mix of everything. She's made up of many personalities, from joking to stern to completely relaxed. Laurel has a hard time honing in on exactly how to react to certain situations and can sometimes respond in a way that would be frowned upon by others. She is quick to apologize but it's always gawky and awkward. Despite that, she's a respectable cat and well liked among her groupmates. Not to mention with her chocolaty fur and baby blue eyes, she is quite lovely. Added onto that is a bit of a cute factor with a folded over ear and rose-gold/brown swirl streaking through the left half of her body. Being the daughter of Sean and Abiliana with many other respectable siblings, Laurel feels a lot of pressure to be someone admirable but she only sees herself as awkward.
Scout

LANI }} simply.light
"All children, except one, grow up."- J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
Her fur is sandy, like a vast litter-less beach, with shadows of palm leaves stretching across her pelt. Inside of her eyes lie wonders and innocence; adventure and fun. Those brown orbs, rich as the shell of a coconut, speak youth and curiosity to everyone they meet. Lani, the daughter of Celaena and sister of Aria, Azure, Ciel, Caelestis, Euria, Miku, and Nephele, is a character of many traits. She's over-the-top and almost a little too much at times, but sparks energy in the Regime as she goes. In many ways, this playful she-cat is like the rip and roaring tide of the ocean. She'll throw you every which way, sending you on adventures you would have never imagined on your own. Her waters will choke you and almost make you drown, but not in hatred but in the vast imagination of her mind and wild tales. Being a bit too skinny for the life of a Mercenary, Lani instead chose to live as a Raiser, which suits her nearly perfectly. She is the cat who never grew up, but stayed inside her imagination, making it a fun and magical place in Post Kilo. Because she has the mindset of an adventurous child, this young and hardy feline could never be tied down to someone unless they really swept her off her feet. That would be extremely hard, considering she was never on them to start with. Instead, she swings on the stars and dances on the clouds, so good luck catching her there. Lani is a cat who could never lose her wings or magical touch. Some say that she was born to spark hope and fun in the Regime's heart because it becomes so rigid and strict. Her voice is one that carries across the tunnels and it's innocence and life can make the grumpiest of cats second guess their mood. Her name means "sky, heaven, royal, majesty" which makes complete sense because of many reasons. The first being that her head is in the clouds a majority of the time. If she were to live in reality instead of in her imagination, all of the light and laughter would be sucked right out, and we can't have that, can we? The second is that she is the queen of that thing called imagination. She is the ruler of her own, child-like world, and anyone and everyone is welcome in her kingdom. She'll even extend the invitation! Lastly, communicating with her and escaping reality for a moment can almost feel like heaven to the weary-hearted, which is one of the reasons she does what she does. It's impossible to wear a frown around her for too long because she could hardly stand it. No, she'll make you smile and feel happy even if it takes every touch of "magic" she wields. Those captivating brown eyes and luring voice will bring you into a sense of reverie and fun, never loneliness and sorrow.
“The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it.”- J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
Raiser

MOMI }} simply.light
She's the smallest in the litter, but the one with the biggest heart. Her size and big, round misty blue eyes are what make her one of the cutest cats in the Regime. Momi is the daughter of Puanani and Kaimana and her siblings are Ikaika, Kaipo, Koa, and Kaleu. Her fur is shimmery white with dark brown tabby patches and her nose, insides of her ears, and pads are all a pearly pink which earned her the name Momi. It means pearl and is the perfect example of this adorable feline. She is the picture of innocence and fun and knows how to brighten up a room, which is why her heart belongs with the raiser's way of life.
Raiser

ANGUIS }} simply.light
Troubled. His mind races and heart whirs with anxieties and troubles. It doesn't help that something is being hidden from him every day that he grows older. His mother, Evermore, is a mercenary in the Regime but he and his other siblings, Aleron, Axenus, and Averie don't know that. She left them at the entrance of the tunnels when they were tykes and covered up their scent so no one would know. His father is from Absum Lux, but even he doesn't know about the children. Anguis, being parentless in a group made up of families, is obviously troubled for good reason. Unlike his shaggy fur, things are not always black and white. But, his emotions reflected the pale blueness of his eyes clearly. Those eyes match his mother's so well.
Guider

CADET DRACONIS }} simply.light
He has smoky black fur that dissolve into light and dark greys creating a colorful shadow of darkness along his pelt. He has Russian blue fur across his muzzle and jaw as well as inner ears. His under fur is a bit Russian blue as well as his fur does have a light shine of blue in direct sunlight. He has a thin white streak of fur on his forehead with a dark raven wing like marking at the bottom of it. His eyes are blue and silhouetted in a darker patch of fur. When his mother was being killed he threw himself at her attacker and a long scar was made from his ear down to his throat. He lost hearing in his left ear. From that moment forth he wants revenge on Kotori, his mothers murderer, his nightmare, his families insanity, he wants to hurt Kotori like he did to him and he’s willing to do whatever it takes to become that person even if it makes himself into a monster. He fully believes that he sold his soul to the darkness in exchange for powers. He claims that in the dark he is capable of powerful speed and strength and much like a videogame is capable of seeing potential weak spots on the body. But claims that in the light he loses these abilities.
Mercenary Cadet (if that is okay)


CADET ANGELA }} simply.light
Small cream colored she-cat with very bright blue eyes. She tends to run from her fears and insecurities, but she is very strong-willed. Her mother is Evermore and father an unknown Absum Lux tom. Her littermates are Charlie, Darlene, Cleopatra, Gale, and Elouise. Her older siblins are Axenus, Averie, Aleron, and Anguis.
Scout Cadet

CADET LORING }} simply.light
His name meaning, “skilled in battle,” it was clear from the beginning what his role in life was thought to be. However, he chose a completely different path and decided to become a Scout. Loring comes from strong blood. His grandparents are former Commanders Largo, Abiliana, and Sean. His parents did not share the same will to lead, but they were still talented at their trades. Out of Laurel and Lasha, he resembles his father’s side more. Loring is a dark grey tabby Turkish Angora with a white chest, underbelly, nose, and paws. His eyes are pale pewter with a tiny hint of green. More to come as he is developed…
Scout Cadet

CADET PIKE }} simply.light
Everyone is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing it is stupid.”- Albert Einstein
Pike’s adventurous nature comes straight from her mother, but quiet soul from her father. She is the daughter of Lani and Milo, and a sibling to Alec, Luna, and Koda. With a sand-tabby coat with big white patches, Pike is a perfect mix of her parents. The only difference is the sky blue eyes and a shocking pink nose. She is also smaller than the average cat. Soft-spoken and kind, she is definitely someone you would like to have by your side. Because of this, it’s not common to see Pike alone. Even though she is relatively introverted, others seem to gravitate towards her.
Guider Cadet

IDIOT }} brightleaf

This cat was dropped too many times on his head off a mountain. As a kit, he was called Idiot so many times, he believed that was his name. Idiot is a white cat with black splotches and yellow eyes. Overall, he has a happy go lucky demeanor despite the jokes. He easily makes friends with everyone and helps out whenever he can.

SCOUT CADET

 ELSPETH-TYKE }} halowish

"She walks in beauty like the night. Of cloudless climes and starry skies; and all that is best of dark and bright, meet in her aspect and her eyes." Bound by a landscape icy moons, a creature of blood and roses. Above it all, she is encased in her beautiful exterior, one only the finest of felines was gifted, the breed of delicate points and ghastly blue eyes. One who has never laid eyes on such a creature could never possibly comprehend the unique beauty that comes with this breed. Such a cat is Elspeth, one who was blessed such beauty from her mother, and many ragdoll ancestors before her. There is a sort of magic that comes with such a breed; with a porcelain base gently wrapping around silver bones, sheathed by violaceous grey highlights. These points make her appear as ragdoll, but one with a ghostly appearance. Her eyes are a sea of royal sapphires, alive with iridescent blue shades that make her eyes seem like they hold the ocean, as the sun reflects waves slowly breaking upon the sky. The witch of the dark wood; the gifted. With a paw can make the heart work again, and with another can steal its breath. All her life, believed to be cursed for her knowledge in healing. Taught simple tasks by her mother and taking it up herself. This strange talent of hers has scared others away, implanting ideas of her being cursed because of this strange knowledge. However, it is no mistake that most felines find Elspeth intriguing, and they want to know about her. Her aura is alluring, like a siren on the rocks. Her silver winters ice warm roses and call ravens, and they left with her cold blooded beauty. She shines with the power of all the light in the universe; as she is the moon, and the stars, all behind enchanting eyes. The way Elspeth moves is almost lyrical; she walks with the grace of the night, as the stars sparkle her waxen ivory fur, and move the tides residing in her optics. Elspeth was no such she-cat for a normal family; instead, her mother was dead long before Elspeth could even conjure up a cognitive thought. She was left up to a relative of her mother, a raiser. She had never known her, but a feeling, a instinct residing in her lets Elspeth believe this molly was more than just a normal cat, and, if Elspeth wanted, she could persue the history of her shrouded bloodline and understand why she's so knowledgeable in healing despite only being mildly taught. Perhaps it was one of those things that just allured her in as a youngling, something that the universe just happened to make a reality. The world around us works in mysterious ways, so who knows? Maybe her suspicions are correct. However, she refuses to let something that obviously was meant to be her destiny be given to pure coincidence. There was a magic, yes; a magic that lingered throughout, one that gifted - or cursed - her, and she is meant for such a future. These questions Elspeth would ponder her entire life, drowning in the mystery of her mother's identity, and her own place in the world. She walks with a connection to every living thing- she feels hearts beat and blood run and water fall. Every breath seems to be ethereal like she doesn't truly belong in the world she was born in. And taking a moment to interact with her, you'd understand these beliefs. As Elspeth's eccentricity is off-putting; even in a group like Primal Instinct, she simply doesn't fit in. She daydreams and thinks up of things that are ridiculous. She is a lunatic, no doubt. An adventurer of the unique, as she calls it. But the witch of the night has supressed such behaviours in a desperate attempt to appear 'normal' - only to let herself go again. She has odd beliefs, like believing in magic. These beliefs don't always collide well with the beliefs of other felines. In fact, they see her as crazy, and rarely listen to what she has to say. With such uniqueness comes a lot of loneliness. The only cat she truly confides in is Hephzibah, her foster mother. She has rarely any close relationships, especially not with her sisters, Fleur and Fox. Her feelings often overwhelm her, and if not, she feels completely empty. These emotions of happiness and sadness go around in a circle for a few days before letting her go and returning. It is hard for others to understand her, causing friction in her relationships. But with such alienation, she becomes sensitive, a trait that's less than desirable in the league. Her deep, philosophical and refined attitude makes it easy for others to confide in her, but Elspeth's sensitive nature makes her depressed and or explosively angry at any real or imagined slight. Her feelings and her senses are much more than she can fully understand, almost as if she could be psychic; which, in her reality, might not be so out of the ordinary. But with these strong emotions comes a problem with control. The blue ragdoll finds it hard to control herself in situations, as her flight attitude and intense feelings gets the best of her. These impulsive reactions make her almost unreadable, many finding such explosive and intense feelings unsettling. Elspeth finds it hard to be practical and systematic; the spirit moves her, she follows her heart and what she believes needs to be done in the moment. These moments of spontaneity have made her a spitfire. Her blunt words cut like a silver knife, but all she says is the truth. Many are scared of being honest, but one such cat is not Elspeth. Her spur of the moment attitude may lead to things she regrets, but containing it is hard and Elspeth loves oaks. Adrenaline is something that she wants to pump through her capillaries constantly. The fear and awe of how easy your life could be taken away. Despite her quiet demeanor, she is a hot head and works best with like minded people. Elspeth's intelligence is often underestimated; many see a simple she-cat, but those with a watchful eye can see the true nature of the creature. A mage of dark and bright, a witch they couldn't burn, a mystical wraith in the body of an enchanting feline. If only others looked passed her differences, they could explore a new world with her. Take a look at the wild side, the road less traveled. She leaves a mark on you, whether you meet eyes with her or are her lover. She burns deep into your soul and once you have her you can never forget about the Molly. Elspeth is one of a kind. A porcelain antique waiting for someone to release, a queen of eternal winter.
Rank : Tyke

LARISSA-TYKE }} lynx
She's small in stature, but she's as swift as a falcon, a lightning bolt dashing through the forest. Larissa tends to run so fast that she knocks other cats down from running between their paws. Her signature move on the battlefield is slashing the backs of cats' legs. In the middle of a chaotic fray, the chocolate-furred Scottish fold mix stands out; you can find where she is by the locations of the warriors being knocked off their paws. She’s dedicated to fighting, and some would call the vivacious ball of energy an adrenaline addict. Her parents are Snowprince and Whispyfeather, giving her DayClan blood along with her siblings: Alonah, Magena, Athens, Cadence, Atticus, and Zoebella. She has her father's bright eyes that stand out as molten gold against her dark brown face.
Tyke

PHOBIA }} blankslate
In a seemingly perpetual state of fright with large round eyes that at first glance seem to take up all the space on her face. Green like fresh summer grass bathed in the golden glow of a high bright sun. Ear tufts long enough to double the length of her ears themselves, the soft fur curled back and drawing even more attention to her features. Thick furred auburn coat bisected by tabby stripes of a darker shade. Phobia is a she-cat that makes a scene wherever she arrives. As bold as her appearance and brighter than her own eyes. Fierce in her goals and seemingly undaunted by any obstacle or hurtle she may encounter. Going up against Phobia seems always a futile task, doomed to fail by her stubborn and blunt headed nature.
Rank : Mercenary cadet