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“Knowledge is power. Power to do evil...or power to do good. Power itself is not evil. So knowledge itself is not evil.” - Veronica Roth. Frozenrequiem is the product of being raised with no love. She is an extremely powerful cat. She is strong, fast, and an incredible adversary. She does not keep friends, but does admire those around her who match her own strength. Frozenrequiem is in a constant state of unrest, always looking for ways to improve her situation and is rarely ever completely satisfied. Her poor upbringing resulted in detached behavior; she finds it very hard to relate to other cats. She does not speak much, usually only when she's discussing business of some sort. She is however very clever and chooses her words wisely. The warrior is bewitching yet manipulative. She has a way of getting others to do things for her without them even knowing. She will con with no remorse in order to have things her way. Her set of beliefs are absolute and she is not likely to be persuaded to see any other viewpoint. Frozenrequiem also has a thirst for blood. She can often act out seemingly without control. She is very strategic, however. She uses prey and trees to release her frustrations, but also has no problem with “correcting” her clanmates through other acts of violence. Frozenrequiem is a large cat, particularly for a female. She doesn’t laze around often, so she is always exercising her body and retains her slim but muscular frame. She may be smaller than many males but she can still dominate them. Frozenrequiem is ruled by her intuition. She believes her instincts will always get her to where she needs to be. She trusts herself wholeheartedly and looks at those who disagree with her as enemies. Cats who take time to rationalize, in her opinion, are fools who deny their own basic patterns of behavior. There is never any telling where the molly’s loyalties lie. She is not a liar, but she is never upfront with exactly how she is thinking. Frozenrequiem knows her own beauty and isn’t afraid to use her looks to her advantage. She uses flirtation as a tool to con. Because she’s hard to read, there is never any certainty of candor there. She doesn’t necessarily enjoy conversation, nor does she form strong bonds. She’d rather immerse herself in her own scheme than trouble herself with other individuals. When she is around other felines, she uses her strength and aggression to dominate over them, because this is the only form of communication she has learned. Frozenrequiem does not identify with many others. Because of this, she is often by herself and even insists on sleeping and often feeding alone. She can transform from calm to hot-tempered in a flash. Even one misplaced look could set her off. Lastly, Frozenrequiem’s main redeeming trait is her loyalty. She looks upon strong and intelligent cats with great appeal.

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"In art, rebellion is consummated and perpetuated in the act of real creation, not in criticism or commentary." - Albert Camus. Freckledbird is a bit of an insufferable she-cat. Although she is very loyal and incredibly innovative, she can drive cats away pretty easily with her pretentiousness and difficulty to work with. Freckledbird is everything but shy, never one to hide her opinion. She wants for things to go her way, and believes her ideas and opinions are the only correct ones. She has been known to argue with everyone, and even challenge the clan leader at times. In spite of all this, Freckledbird's clanmates know that she is undoubtedly loyal to her clan, and will fight for it until her last drop of blood. She is also extremely smart and also plans excellent ways to execute operations, whether it's while hunting, planning an attack, or some other type of event. Freckledbird was born to Peachblossom and Snowhowl, and is the twin sister to Dappledstream.

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"Good luck is when opportunity meets preparation, while bad luck is when lack of preparation meets reality." - Eliyahu Goldratt. His fur is as surreal as a painting, strokes of walnut brown, mahogany, and beige descend across his pelt in a woodland color scheme. A playful snow-white drips down his snout as well as his paws. He has dark forest green eyes that shimmer with a trouble makers demeanor. Pine has dreams of being a hero, he knows his families got bad reputations, but he wants to prove that he can be a good warrior. The problem is that he must have his families bad blood trapped in him because every time he tries to do right he ends up doing wrong. Just bad luck you can suppose. He’ll try to help someone find their kit only to accidentally shove their kit into a river never to be seen again. Other times he might try to free a clan mate from being imprisoned only to watch them slaughter eight people and realize maybe they were in prison for a reason. Even sharing prey with someone he finds he accidentally gave them sick prey. His family couldn’t be prouder, but he’s constantly surrounded by swirling guilt over his reign of bad luck.