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HEL / OCEANIX Born as a middle child to Loki E'Claire and Thoren. She is one of the forgotten middle children of her litter. She is a true blend of her parents, a melanistic tabby with the electrifying green eyes of her mother Loki E'Claire. She remains fourth inline for the Throne and will never see the throne, because it remains in the paws of her older brother Forseti. She is not kind and was given the nickname ice queen for a reason. Dedicated to Marli - Cyd
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MERLIN / UNIQCRIM A scruffy all black tom with yellow eyes. He has a small frame much like his mother. His parents are Yulia and Silas and his littermates are Clementia, Linwood, and Ilene. Dedicated to Tiveronah – Podarok
HEIMDALL / UNIQCRIM A large brown tabby like his father with clear emerald eyes like his mother’s. Heimdall has always been known to be one of the more stable of his family. He is strong, watchful, protective, loyal, and always knows where he is firmly rooted in his beliefs and morals. His mother is Loki E’clair and his father is Thoren. His littermates are Forseti, Ran, Hel, Sin, and Mimir Dedicated to Marli – Cyd / Podarok
GUILLAME / HINATA one yellow eye one brown eye. Blind in his brown eye. There are those that think Guillame is a weak link in the chain of his litter; missing sight within his ice blue eye. Those that are foolish enough to think this one sided blindness hampers him deserve to fall prey to his claws. Proud, stubborn, and fierce Guillame forgives no transgressions against himself or his own. The unequivocal leader of his litter, of his strong willed brothers, if anyone took more than a moment to look under the surface they would realize Guillame rules on a throne made of bone. Built with the skeletons of those weaker than himself, those that underestimated him, those foolish enough to fall prey to his mechanisms. The demon in the dark, the whispers dark promises and lures you to the edge only to give you a shove over the edge. Dedicated to Devonei – Kadet
-- RAINE / HINATA Named after the first female of their family line, Rainveig. She's fiercely protective of her siblings and is considered of more of a motherly figure. Anastasia abandoning them once they were old enough to hunt for themselves, Raine had to pick up the slack and look after her siblings, especially her youngest brother Finn. She will do anything to make her family line strong again, and will do even more to protect her family in general. She's very outspoken and confident. Dedicated to Marli – Kadet
ICARUS / NOCTURNE "I knew I might burn, but I just had to inch a little closer," or so his tragic story goes. There are some stories that say Icarus was a boy to enthralled by the sun, others say that Icarus was an angel who fell when he tried to fly higher than the lord, but the true story; his only downfall was his birth. A thief who aimed higher than he should have. Originally growing up in an environment not to dissimilar from Brookclan's monarchy, the largest difference was the culture—more dictatorship than leadership ruled by their conservative beliefs of higher bloods. While he may have had higher blood running through his veins, not once did he ever fit their mold. Born only half acceptable to the higher colony. The truth behind his birth was a blemish to his mothers family; always having picked their partners carefully among the best of the best—crafted from sin and desire in a forbidden tryst, you could say that despite what everyone else thought, the gods were favorable in spite of his circumstances. Long story short since the moment he first took his breath he wasn't looked kindly upon, merely tolerated only because of his mother and his blood. Still, he was treated better than those below and raised with the other leaders children—that didn't mean he was one of them. While they tried their best to either ignore or punish him into submission. Try as they might he's hardly a cat you can easily ignore. Born with a great charisma; eye catching in every way, with a prime muscular figure wrapped in a short mantle of warm brown fur, resting defiantly a pair of amber gems mirror his great intelligence within his confident visage. If only he'd been pure they say, then perhaps he could've avoided his fate. In a failed attempt to steal a treasure of the colony, he was nearly killed for it, only his blood saving him by a hair, he was eventually banished and dealt a nasty blow to the right side of his face, leaving injury and scar. It was weeks after that, that he eventually came across brookclan, exhausted and feverish. By some saving grace, he was saved; though unsure at first. Once he allowed his walls to come down, since the time of his joining he's really come into his own. Neither bad or good. His eventual dedication to the god Tiveronah suits him well in terms of personality. Grey in his morality due to the traumas of his previous home, you needn't fear his intentions to much. While there is an order to his chaos, he isn't afraid to cross lines or step on toes; he's got a nothing left to lose kind of attitude. Regardless he's quite the smooth tom, alluring in both looks and nature, always true to himself. He owes a great debt to brookclan, though you'll never hear him admit it quite so openly, for the clan he'd dye himself black if that's what was asked of him. He'll do what's necessary and he'll show anyone who threatens the peace just how fiercely he'll protect his own. Dedicated to Tiveronah – kadet
