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Voidedmemories Immortal Council There are seven scientifically recognized ways of forgetting information. The first one is humiliated silence. This is when a memory is so overwhelmingly humiliating that the memory is repressed. The second type is planned obsolescence. This is the process of purposely forgetting a memory. The third and most known type is amnesia, which is when a head injury causes a loss of known information. The most rare type of forgetting is the formation of a new identity. Identities, or personalities, can cause forgetting of memories when the other identity is in control. The fifth type is prescriptive forgetting. This method is sometimes used by psychiatrists to help the patient forget a traumatic experience through medication. The sixth and most unknown is annulment, followed by repressive erasure, or repressing and forgetting. Psychologists don't take note of the eighth way of forgetting, because they don't want to believe such a thing can exist. Memoriam Vacuata, or Voided Memories. This is when someone causes another to forget memories on purpose. This phenomenon is the reason that VoidedMemories can't remember anything before she joined dayclan. She has no knowledge of her background, though she doesn't need it anyways. Her pure black pelt and toxic green eyes are enough to tell her that she didn't come from a kind background. The dark thoughts that fill her head only further prove this. Despite these overwhelming thoughts, she is cooperative to those in higher power, telling her that wherever she came from, there was an unrelenting hierarchy. Even though she doesn't know her past, VoidedMemories is determined to make the best of her future. LIVES: 2 || MATE: Nereis || KITS: Chaotickit, Cloudedkit, Cryptickit, Hostilekit, Toxickit || RANK: Celestial Glow FEATHER: Loyalty, Survival
Chirose Red like roes, fills my head with dreams and finds me. Always closer, to the emptiness and sadness, that has come to take the place of you. What color is blood? What color is a rose? They are both the same color. Hypothetically, it would be possible to dowse a rose in blood and be able to see no difference in color. Hypothetically. Some think they can hide from this cat, but she is one of the few who can tell that difference. She notices even the slightest differences in color. You cannot hide. She will always find you. Her black pelt and amber eyes are strange compared to most, just like his personality. MATE: Captain Djack || KITS: Master, Duchess, Baroness, Countess, Prince, Viceroy and Servant || RANK: Striker || FEATHER: Innocence, Blood
Ginrozu Roses are supposed to my fragile...right? Because of that fact, many believed her to be just that when she was a rogue. They were wrong. She was called the silver rose, which isnt...quite as fragile. It fits this she-cat though. Her heart is cold as stone on a deep winter night. Whereas most would run from murder and bloodshed, she runs towards it. All the blood shes had on her paws seem to have stained the she-cat's paws with ghostly black. Her silver body contradicts the silver, making her unique. Her cold dead grey eyes have no light left in them from wheres shes been. A tricksters smile plays across her lips. Do you want to play a game? GinRozu loves torture almost as much as she loves death. Its the one thing that makes her truly happy in this world anymore. But at night, She changes. Screams of terror and agony fill her mind as she remembers what she has been put through."Please...don't hurt me anymore...!" And then came the claws. Everynight, she felt pure agony from the one cat she thought loved her. Her brother, Kowagatte, tried so hard to help Rozu but it eventually became too much even for him. Rozu saw the fear in her brothers eyes and knew he had to leave. Kowagatte, if thats even still his name, is the one cat GinRozu would still love. Her father left when they were tiny kits, knowing what thier mother would do to them. One day, He came back and murdered the small kits mother. Normally, you would think that the kit would love him for that, but Rozu didnt. She murdered him. This was his fault for leaving them. Her heart is silver, Hard and cold. MATE: n/a || KITS: Alakay, Dyre, Saiai, Sylvester, Cinder, Silver, Asdis, Briar || RANK: Striker || FEATHER: Survival, Freedom
Kawadorozu What have I done? I left her. I left her to our cruel, malicious mother to be tortured. Ill never forgive myself. How could I have done that? I should have saved her. I should have saved my sister. Im a Coward. Im a Kawado. Im Coward Rose. KawadoRozu. My silver pelt was stained with my sisters blood. I saw the fear in her grey eyes as they met my blue ones. Im so sorry sister. Im sorry Rozu. Your brother has failed you. In your name, I will never let someone else get hurt. I will never fail someone again. MATE: n/a || KITS: n/a || RANK: Striker || FEATHER: Protection, Innocence
Darkkit / disorder You grow up quickly when you see the darkest parts of the word every waking moment. It forces you into a world few have to endure. Your mind swirls with darkness and vile imagery. This is the mind of the schizophrenic. Things morph before your eyes, and while you know it's not real, it's utterly terrifying. Rash decisions and violent outbursts result from this terror. Darkdisorder is a result of this overwhelming mental disease. Constantly in trouble and often off in his own world, Darkdisorder is considered the protector of his siblings, aside from Hope. His leaddrship is strong due to him having to grow up and take charge when his mother, Voidedmemories, began to lose her sanity as she regained memories. Darkdisorder is closest to his adopted grandmother, Glowstar, and his biological father, Former Stratego Kutsu.
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Dragonswrath Soothsayer Dragon sin of Wrath; Meliodas. With golden blonde fur and radiant emerald eyes, this tom is one of the best fighters in the history of Chamans.Despite his tiny stature, Meliodas's strength and speed know no bounds. Originally being on a fighting force outside the clans, Meliodas was called in by Chaman Castiel to take his place. Given a chance at life from Dark Forest after his death as a small kitten back when Tigerclan and Lionclan roamed the forest, the toms soul is almost demonic in nature. However, from the outside, Meliodas is bright yet calm and in control. It is almost unheard of that the dark forest cat lets his rage take over, but when he does, death is sure to follow. He's violently protective of those closest to him, though that status isn't easy to achieve. He holds his knight code dear to his heart from when he was outside of the clans. Despite his aversion to letting others close to him, he's still incredibly caring and will always make sure everyone is safe and cared for. This is why he agreed to become the Chaman after Castiel. The brown tom had been training Meliodas the same way you would train any guider until he believed the dark forest cat was ready. He was surprised when the Blind Protector had agreed to give him the lives of a Chaman with his background, but swore to use both of them well. However, when the Guider Superior was finally ready, Meliodas left to join Sunclan. Only an initiate, Meliodas, now called Dragonswrath, was surprised when he was chosen by the Sun god to be the new Soothsayer Promised under Wormwood.
Brokenstride Senator Running from what you love takes a toll on a individual's mental state. It causes agony to the most extreme level. Your mind is filled with memories of the time you spent doing the thing you long for the most. Time stands still and you find yourself losing your mind in desperation. Your heart begs your mind to return, but your mind refuses. Eventually though, your heart will take control. The sadness dissipates and pure exhilaration overcomes. Finally, you are home. For this pure grey she-cat, coming home was everything she could have wished it to be. When she returned to Sunclan, she saw the clanmates she missed so dearly. In her gentle green eyes, she saw everything she was missing. That hole in her heart that was tearing her to shreds was finally filled.
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Earthguardian Frozen Determination. That's how you would describe Earthguardian's personality. He's unrelenting in his pursuits to protect those he loves. In his green eyes, He is the protector of all. Because of this, he was chosen as a new warrior to became an Earthclan guardian. Being a guardian became Earthguardian’s entire life. It was everything. He was loved by Earthclan, but one day, all that went away for this brown-grey tom. His precious mate began to spread rumors, and got him exiled from the clan he adored so much. For moons and moons, he jumped from clan to clan, looking for a place to call home. It wasn’t until he found Winterclan that he finally found a new home. He's finally found somewhere he can protect and trust, despite the betrayals of his past.
Pastelscars Eventually, most scars end up fading away. It may take years, but the majority of scars one day will be gone. Even still, there are exceptions. Some scars, only a few, will fade until it is a pastel pink-purple color. Fur never again grows in that area, and if a cat has long fur, that scar can be covered. However, if a cat was a short pelt, that scar will always be visible. You can be the most beautiful cat on earth and still become the most disgusting cat in another’s eyes due to scars. It’s something that can never be hidden. Toms see them as trophies, as a way to stand out for doing well in battle. For she-cats though, it’s entirely different. Scars are seen as a sign of a she-cat being weak and soft. They make the she-cat into just another marred cat to push away and avoid. I mean, what else would you do with a soft she-cat? What most Toms dont understand is that having scars doesn’t make you weak. It took a very long time for PastelScars to come to terms with her horribly scarred body. She didn’t volunteer to be scarred, but when she was captured by Toxicity’s former commissioner Fukusu and given to Silver to tear apart, she was given these scars that plague her life. There was nothing more cruel than her leader not only naming her after her scars instead of her pure black fur, but proceeding to treat her as if she were a kit after she returned. She wasn’t allowed to leave camp or hunt like every other cat. This isolation began to drive her insane, causing her to take off. She travelled for a long time, becoming weak from lack of prey or medical attention. She finally ended up in Winterclan, where she was taken in despite her scars.
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Sammy Cyd Marli Feeling abandoned is a nightmare. Never good enough, never able to impress. It hurts, primarily when it's directed towards the two cats you love most; Your adopted father and brother. Sammy's adopted mother was burned alive in a forest fire when he was old three days old after being kidnapped from an unknown clan, leaving him with his vengeful father, John, and his tyrannical older brother, Dean. Dean and Sammy were raised like warriors, never able to live like the kits they were. The benevolent kitten tried so hard to stay kind and caring, but after being pushed and pushed towards the edge of the cliff, which would inevitably lead to him spiraling down and twisting into a merciless executioner. Desperately trying to escape that fate, Sammy ran away. The starving tom wandered until he ended up in Renegade Regime. Even though he was only eight moons old, he knew how to take care of himself thanks to his upbringing. Hesitantly, the group took him in and watched him. Not only did the young tom know how to take care of himself, but he knew how to lead and care for others. He spent every waking moment caring for the others in his group. He has a warm and kind look, with chocolate brown fur and two warm amber eyes, making him seem kind and trust-worthy. Never again did he see Dean and John, but he adored his new life. After a while, Commander Sean made him the Head Cadet Raiser, and then on to Raiser Superior. He was ecstatic, filling him with determination to do his very best. That was when he met Castiel. The Guider was much older than Sammy, but he still took care of him and watched over him. With the encouragement of his new friend, he began to attempt to make the Regime seem good, trustworthy. Unfortunately, the regime wasn't where he wanted to be, and it would never change. He stayed for a long time, purely to watch Castiel ascend through the ranks. Still, he knew he needed to leave. He desperately needed to run, to escape. So he did. Harlow's Line - Gabriel
Finaldance Cauil Losing your music makes dancing impossible. It’s even harder when the music you danced to was your sister’s voice. When Ashes, now known as Fragilevoice, stopped singing, FinalDance, then called Corporate, lost all will to dance as she once did. Ashes and Corporate would dance and sing all throughout the night, weaving around each other in a way only siblings could do. That ended when Ashes couldn’t take their strict parents and she ran away to Springclan. Having no idea which clan to run to, Corporate became FinalDance and joined Summerclan before leaving to join Brookclan. To this day, she can still never forget their last dance together, when her black pelt brushed against Ashes’ and her green eyes watched Ashes’s every move. Their final dance was the best one.
Unrelentingdemons Tiveronah “Scared to get close, and I hate being alone. I long for that feeling to not feel at all. The higher I get, the lower i’ll sink. I can’t drown my demons, they know how to swim.” Demons can either be spirits, or they can be inside you. The worst demons are the ones that make up your very being. The insecurities and flaws, those are the things that will drag you into the depths of the shadowed darkness and overwhelming emptiness. You can try so hard to get away from those demons, but they are vicious and unrelenting. They will never go away, no matter how hard you try. You can’t escape, and you can’t drown them, as UnrelentingDemons is so very experienced in. Ever since he was a small kitten, the small grey-blue kitten was plagued by his inner demons. He grew up under the name of Bluekit due to his shimmering blue eyes, but it was changed to Unrelentingkit when he was about 5 moons old. At that point, he could see the stares and guess the awful thoughts that the cats of Winterclan had about him, so he left to join Springclan, hoping he wouldn’t be as hated. They took him in and raised him, helping him to better deal with those demons that plagued him. However, after a while he left to join Brookclan, hoping to feel more at home there.
Shatteredmelody Cauil Have you ever tried to sing when you were crying? The song comes out in a broken and shattered manner. The words are morphed into broken lyrics, causing the song to sound shattered and full of agony. It's like the very heart and soul of the singer is tearing to pieces, and drowning in sorrow. With bright, shattered blue eyes and grey striped fur, ShatteredMelody's name isn't just for show. It's not just to sound good, but she knows what it's like to sing a shattered song. For the tune that you carry to be morphed and broken. She knows the agony and sorrow it brings. She wasn't always known by her broken tune. Originally, she was named Broken after her seemingly cracked blue eyes. Like many, her family was in the revolutionary groups, specifically Toxicity. She was born when the Stratego Kutsu first begun his seemingly short reign. Once her parents died, and the Chief disappeared, Broken left and ended up in the clans. Because of her background, she's ruthless in battle, and will always strive to come out on top. Her determination is undying, and though she isn't very strong, she's fast and quick-witted. What she lacks in strength, her speed and determination makes up for. Her melody might be shattered, but she'll never let it show.
Riptidekit / ramble Tiveronah Anxiety is something that no one ever wants to content with. It's overwhelming in every sense of the word, making even living a struggle. It's nights spent pacing the floors, concerned about situations that would never happen. It's silence when you should be talking; staying when you should be leaving. With tender green eyes and a grey pelt resembling the flood he was born in and named after, Riptideramble is a force to be reckoned with. His overwhelming anxiety masks a soul full of fury and agony. His anxiety bloomed a hate for those around in her soul, caused by his fear of rejection.
Marli God of Death With all things, patience is required. Kindness and empathy reign supreme. The embodiment of all things gentle is Marli, the goddess of death. Her patience is inspiring, knowing no bounds. Despite ruling over death, her being screams of life and healing. She can manipulate emotions and heal those who are in pain, and she is the deciding factor in death. Despite her patience, she is to be feared and revered. Taking on the form of a black-footed cat, her brown and black pelt is magnificent and well-groomed. Her yellow-green eyes are soft yet striking, kind yet calculating at the same time. Unlike Devonei, her judgements are based on her heart, and she tends to be quite lenient with those judgements. Despite these differences, she's rather close to both Devonei and Nivet, often being seen nearby one of them. She prefers to walk among the mortals more than most gods, and tends to not tamper in their affairs unless it involves a kit or apprentice. It isn't unusual for her disciples to see her, as she enjoys talking and walking with them. The one thing she doesn't tolerate is cruelty or indifference. She's strongest in leaf-fall, during which her powers multiply and become more abundant.
Stormshelter Guardian Devastation. Sometimes, it’s an overwhelming emotion. It can take over your mind and drag you into the darkest of places. You can’t see or touch anything in this place. Not even screaming for mercy can help you, because you can’t be heard. The only thing you can do is sink under your crushing emotions; fear, confusion, longing, and even anger. Eventually though, a new emotion will arise. This emotion is called determination. Meet Stormshelter, the embodiment of your souls need to keep moving forward. The protection from the storm, the hope that things will get better, the freedom from the overwhelming agony; this is what Stormshelter is. As a young kitten, this grey-blue tom had a family he loved. A sister full of hope, two parents who adored each other…it was a perfect family. At least, until the storm came. It raged across the earth, and wiped away the perfect little family he depended on. Washed away by the storm, the small kitten found himself on Waterclan territory. Pheonixstar took the small tom in as her own, naming him Stormkit after the storm that brought him to his new home. Unfortunately, Stormkit’s mind was broken. His dear sister was his everything, and now that she was gone, he had lost all purpose. Three moons went by, and Pheonixstar had beautiful kits. Finally, Stormkit, now Stormpaw, had a purpose. The eager kitten became obsessed with protecting Petalkit, the little deaf she-cat. Moons flew by, and Stormshelter became a warrior worthy of protecting his newly pregnant mate, Petalfrost. Unfortunately, when he was sent to scout Toxicity, he never came back. Captured by the cruel Stratego, Kutsu, Stormshelter seemed to have left without a trace.When the Commissioner, Fukusu, finally freed him, he felt no longer welcome in the clan he adored so much. His own kits barely knew him, and Pheonixstar’s children felt hate for him. Only Phoenixstar and Petalfrost welcomed the tom back with open paws. But…he no longer felt worthy of the mate he adored so much. In his stormy grey eyes, he had failed Petalfrost, and he would never forgive himself. He became distant for moons, but a need had ignited within his soul. The need to protect. The need to be the shelter from the storm. He’s the hope that will never let go.
Recreatedmelody It is well known that music is magic. It's something pure and free with an adept ability to morph and transform the universe into something brilliant and beautiful. It heals, comforts, and touches, sending invisible swirls of color into the desolate atmosphere. It sends blossoming heat and warmth in the winter, and cool bouts of fresh air in the summer. It creates life. It is earth's greatest asset...and it's greatest weapon. It can create, but it can also kill, steal, and destroy. It can drive you so far into the darkness, into agony, that you either hide there forever...or you die. It's a lingering chill down your back, that leaves you wanting to crumble. This occurs when a melody is twisted and bent to the point of breaking. The melody morphs into a dark and haunting piece of music, instead of the bright and comforting sound it originated as. It becomes a shattered melody. With a pure black pelt and brilliant green eyes, ShatteredMelody is the physical form of this dark phenomenon. Her world is cursed with darkness and shadows. Every day, every hour, she is alone; scared to go near others for fear of hurting them. She grew up under cruel rogues who beat and morphed her into something very dark, at least until they cast her out. Terrified, the she-cat ran straight into the kind paws of Waterclan. The hope and love they treated her turned her into a recreated melody. Because of this change, she received a new name. RecreatedMelody. It fits; It really does. Dragonfishpaw / drift It’s hard to evade fear, and its ability to take over your mind and body. Fear is such an intense and overwhelming part of being alive, and for some, they can’t run far enough to not get dragged back in. For this gentle orange tortoiseshell, the fear is crippling. She clings to her mother and father, Thunderstorm and Emberheart in every situation, scared of falling into the terror she so desperately runs from. It is only with her huge family that she feels okay. I’m her caramel colored eyes, she sees shadows dancing and playing that aren’t really there; that will never be there. She sees things no one would ever believe or even want to know. Maybe someday, she’ll be able to escape her fears, the issue is taking her first step towards it. Reedpaw / spirit Are you okay? Are you broken? Can...can I fix you? I just want to help. The words ring throughout the head of this tom as he watches cat bustle around the waterclan camp. Ever since he was little, this quiet reed-colored tom has just wanted to help, yet, he stays quiet. He speaks with his amber colored eyes, his emotions vivid and bright within them. The sleek tom never saw much need for speaking, because a cat’s eyes and body could tell you everything you needed to know, even if the other cat didn’t wish it. He could tell if the help he’s wanted to give since childhood was welcome or not. He would never even have to ask about helping, because he already knew the answer. He always knows when something is off about either of his siblings, Fastflight and Tempestwind. I want to fix you...but I know you don’t want to be fixed.
Bloodrose When you look at nature, the way it shimmers under the blue-white rays of the moon, it's not difficult to become entranced by its beauty. Even the very make up of every tiny leaf and seed is intricate and delicate. Even the slightest change in one of the millions of possible variables can have extreme affects on the outcome of the plant. Every tiny aspect of it is governed by the forces that surround it. It's so easy to destroy the spark of life energy in it, but when it truly grows in the perfect standards, every variable just as it should, it's breath taking. The colors flow together in a way that no other combination could, creating the perfect palette. Even in all that majesty, there is one flower that is sought after above the rest. A rose. The haunting red rose means love, respect, and pure passion. A beautiful pink rose symbolizes joy, gentleness, and pure bliss. Finally, a pure white rose stands for innocence, silence, and secrecy. This is how BloodRose earned her odd name. Originally known as Rose, this she-cat represents every trait of the triad of rose colors. Even from a young age, she spent her time helping those cats within the city she was born into. Although she was beautiful just as the plant after which she was named, her mind refused to acknowledge the fact. Orange fur so light it creates a pinkish-white and amber eyes that are always shimmering and animated, she fought to keep tears from them. She was pushed around and told she had to be perfect, until she met the tom she loved, Hydrangea. The name, unbeknownst to her, often represents heartlessness. Eventually, the tom who loved and protected her, shattered her beyond anything physically imaginable. A bloodied rose is often portrayed as heartbreak and pain, so when Rose ran away to moonclan, her name became Bloodrose, to convey the agony she felt. For a very long time, she was unable to do anything. Even healing, her passion, took too much energy to complete. The once lively and loved she-cat had entered a condition similar to shock. Over time, she begun to make peace with the pain brought upon her, beginning to move again. Soon enough, she had returned to her old self, hiding the crack Hydrangea had created behind a wall of new memories. She even begun to heal again, until the corpse of a tom cat was found on the edge of the vast territory. The lifeless body before her was the tom she had once loved. Fleeing, Bloodrose left the clan she loved for a long, agonizing moon. During her journey, she began to come to terms with her pain. It was hard for her to understand why fate always seemed to be against her. One sunless dreary morning though, her sorrow turned to bliss. Happiness like she had never felt before and would never feel again. No longer would she have to be tormented by the memories and reminiscence that plagued her every waking moment. Never again would she have to feel the trepidation brought on by her ongoing desolation. Bloodrose resolved to become the Medicine cat of Moonclan, giving her the ability to not only heal and protect, but she would finally be free of love and the inevitable distress it brought on. The lifestyle fit her perfectly. The she-cat regained her happiness and joy, and the heartbreak she had felt only made her more determined to do her very best. After a while though, that determination faltered. When someone else was chosen, she left yet again to find somewhere else. She found her way to Earthclan, and while she had given up healing, she was more than ready to be a warrior, far from the city life she had started with.
Solsticesong Deputy A solstice is an astronomical event that occurs twice each year as the Sun reaches its highest or lowest excursion relative to the celestial equator on the celestial sphere. The solstices and the equinoxes are connected with the seasons. In many cultures, the solstice marks either the beginning or the midpoint of winter or summer. In the summer, the Solstice marks the longest day of the year. In the winter, it marks the shortest. The summer solstice, also known as Midsummer, many ancient religions and cultures celebrated fertility. It’s a time to honor the sun and earth. The winter solstice, on the other hand, celebrates rebirth. It’s often referred to as Yule and marks the shortest day of the year. The days weave into a song of celebration, which Solsticesong represents. Graceful and gentle, she moves in the same way as a song. She changes as the solstice does, bright and happy in Summer, but dark and quiet in winter. Her pelt is golden like the sun, yet her eyes are blue as ice. Her mother, Lilystar, died giving birth to her, Blackdancer, Oceanripple, and Isolatedsky. She refused to have a mother figure after that, she was fine with her father, Hawk. She grew up being protective over her siblings, never wanting them to hurt like Solsticesong was inside. This may perhaps be the only trait of hers that doesn’t go along with her name. Other than that, her name describes her perfectly. She is a solstice song and she embraces it. After a long time, she left her siblings and home to join Earthclan once Moosestar came to power.
Crystalfire A crystal. A thing of remarkable beauty. Fire. A thing of deadly danger. When put together what do they become? A beautiful yet deadly she-cat. Crystalfire was named after her remarkable beauty and her quick, and deadly, temper. Her amber red pelt is covered in splashes of white here and there while her eyes are the color of the dark blue sea. She is a excellent hunter and a even better fighter. Her claws are long and sharp and she's not afraid to slap others around with them in warning. She is a harsh unforgiving cat that many call heartless but to her she's just trying not to get hurt. For you see when Crystalfire was just a small kit her mother tried to drown her when she realized that she was a runt. On the verge of death Crystalfire drifted down stream, her life slowly slipping through her claws. Suddenly, she was snatched from the water and as she look above her a face came into view. The face of a Tom covered in the scars of his forgotten battles. He took her to his cave and began to train her. His training was harsh and back breaking but in the end Crystalfire appreciated it and loved it. Sadly, soon after Crystalfire became of warrior age her old friend, and somewhat father, passed on to starclan. Lost and confused she left the cave she had called home and began to explore the great unknown. Finally, she came across a lovely clan who welcomed her fighting skills and wisdom. Crystalfire is wise for her age and what use to be the runt of the litter is now one of the biggest she-cats in the clan. She is very strong willed and will fight for what she believes is right. Crystalfire may seem like a bad cat but when you actually get her alone and find her true self she is actually very sweet and caring. She's just afraid to show it....afraid to get hurt. Unless you make her mad. Behind the goodness is a killer. A dark spot in her heart that can be easily pulled out. This she learned from the tom. She is the Crystal and the fire. She is Crystalfire.
Protectingshadows For some, their past is filled with good memories and mild hardships. Unfortunately, not everyone grew up that way. Pepper grew up happy, but that ended bloody when he lost his parents and his sister, Perch. At such a young age, it took Pepper a long time to realize what had happened. He ended up in winterclan with only the vague memories filled with copious amounts of blood. As he grew older, the memories began to fade, until she found her sister. She had been rescued by a party from Fallclan, and raised as one of their own. After finding this out, Pepper was named Protectingshadows after his protective and caring nature. His grey-black pelt matches the name perfectly and amplify his ice blue eyes at the same time. He stayed in Winterclan for 4 more moons before travelling to Earthclan.
Castiel Sentinel Fiercely loyal and terrifyingly trust-worthy, Castiel made a prime candidate to become one of the elite Sentinels of the Regime. Although it was never his dream, he was chosen. Despite being born outside the clans in a rogue group known as The Garrison, Castiel's loyalties have proven to be oriented towards his clan, not to The Garrison. The group had been cut off from all others for most of Castiel's life, leaving him clueless about everything normal for cats. Only a select few were given the ability to leave the curtained cave that made up their camp, and Castiel was not one of those selected cats. Leaving meant exile, and to Cas, the camp was the only thing the world consisted of. It never even crossed his mind that there might be more. He was raised to protect and always look at the bigger picture. Sacrifice must be made to protect whomever you were assigned to. Not a single claw was to be laid on the protected target. Castiel never received somecat to protect, rendering his entire life meaningless. Somehow, the tom cat was passed over, which seems difficult, due to the fact the his blue eyes had seemingly soaked up all color from the sky. Unfortunately, Castiel's brown pelt blended into the muddied walls of the cave, balancing out his magnificent eyes. Still, being forgotten pushed away the tom's loyalty and he took off, unable to bear the inability to do what he was raised to. After moons of lonely travels, he stumbled upon Renegade Regime, where finally his skills would prove to be very useful. Finally, he could protect as fiecely as a tigeress whos young were in dangerous territory. Castiel protected his group with unbelievable loyalty. Once he was chosen.
Kettei Mercenary An eerie aura is cast off by the group. It fills you with determination. The terror in your enemies eyes. It fills you with determination. The blood staining the ground. It fills you with DETERMINATION….and bloodlust....but mostly determination. What is determination? Firmness of purpose; resoluteness. What is resoluteness? Firm or determined; unwavering. What is determination is the language of japanese? Kettei. With chocolate brown fur and red-amber eyes, Kettei isn’t what you would describe as normal in any way. Although his main trait is his overwhelming determination, Kettei is also extremely creepy. The way his head moves, the broken smile, the dangerous glint in his eyes all add to the dark and terrifying aura he emits. Originating in Toxicity under the name Midnight, Kettei left once the alliance was formed, feeling more at home in Renegade Regime. He was also determined, even to the extent of murdering others. Hearing the screams of pure agony from your victims. It fills you with… D E T E R M I N A T I O N.
Willow Mercenary Many say that the best thing you can do is to help someone else, and maybe they’re right, but when you help someone and you start to fall in love with them, only to have them ripped from your grasp, you rethink that. There isn’t a feeling on the earth that’s as horrible as the feeling of losing someone you deeply love. When he was growing up, Willow had a friend. Her name was Shattered, after the way her brilliant blue eyes looked like they had been broken. They did EVERYTHING together, but her parents were cruel and abusive. One day, Willow decided that he wasn’t going to let Shattered get hurt anymore. In the middle of the night, he took her away from there and they became mates. He had never seen the she-cat so happy, but alas, it didn’t last long. A brutal storm came, and the two lovers got separated. Willow ended up in Renegade Regime territory, a light grey ball of wet fur to go with his bloodshot green eyes. Of course, the group took him in, after all, he was strong and had great potential. Unfortunately, the accident had affected him. He because cruel, distant, and dark. His loving nature he had with Shattered was completely gone, just like her, replaced with a monster.
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Umber-kedi “A gentle song to ease the journey. That is all it takes.” With a muddy brown pelt and amber orange eyes, Umber isn’t exactly the first cat you would notice in a crowd, and his silent personality doesn’t help him any. Often, humming is the only noise that the reserved tom makes. However, if you listen during one of the few times when he does speak, you’ll learn that his words are filled with wisdom beyond his years.
Kutsu Overseer Kutsū. Agony. Have you ever felt pain so brutal and painful that it forced a scream out of your throat? That all you could think of is the pain you were feeling? It overwhelmed you, drowning your mind and soul in torture? This feeling is agony, or Kutsū in japanese. It's something you can't escape of and never will. Agony isn't just something physical, it's mental and emotional too. It's something you feel deep inside. It's terrifying. Kutsū has felt agony his entire life. Being born into a rogue family can do that. They had a happy life, until the dogs came. Kutsū watched his mothers stomach be ripped out of her, his sister get eaten. After that, his father was abusive. The black kitten ran off, terrified of what his father would do to him. That's when he stumbled into the Toxicity territory. He finally felt at home, and adopted the name Kutsū. His past still haunts him to this day. Shadows and fear's his ally and home. His gray-blue eyes are cold and calculating from what was done to him. He is the example of Kutsū; of agony. Mate : None Kin Clan : Toxicity
