could Havoc be promoted to a full Hunter?

MAIA roleplayed by Honeystorm
A mostly gray-black she-cat with wisps of ginger and white running through her thick fur, the huntress is said to be rather pretty, for good reason. Her golden eyes sparkle, entrancing her enemies, while her claws let the blood fly with skillful swipes. Even so, she was not made to be a fighter of the League. No, as destiny would have it, she was always fated to be a mother, to bring to life the new generations of the League and keep the bloodthirsty group strong. Though she first fought her role in the world upon finding out about being pregnant, she has ultimately accepted what life has brought to her, and vows to serve Primal Instinct in the best way she can, by raising worthwhile hunters.
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HADYN roleplayed by Oceanix
Fortune favors the bold - a sentiment by which he directs his life. A loosely adorned sculpture, the stone-tough muscles clad about his figure are hidden beneath a shawl of dark coal fur. His thick coat gives the impression of a dangerous set of weapons beneath it, of defined ropy muscles to which conflict is not unknown; despite his slightly smaller stature, he holds an imperial look and distinct coldness to his expression. He doesn't think he's better than some other cat , he knows it, the conviction running deep within his bones. His bloodline and his own attitude make him aloof and superior to those that are not him. Quick and sharp, his signature battle moves stuns and astound opponents, his technique rendered nearly flawless after moons of honing and refining. But despite his kingly appearance and outward soul, his disposition is not of the icy-cold heart of a Nemesis. Risky and on high alert, his exterior facade melts away in subtle ways to gradually reveal more of himself. An innate risk-taker, determined and mentally set, and always ready to go; there is no fearful tendon or nerve that will betray him when inhabiting his element, perched in dangerous places or elevated spaces.He's light on his paws and quick, mentally defy and rather capable. He takes it all by storm, a comment quick as lightning to roll off his tongue nearly as swiftly as his flight from branch to branch to evade authority and command. Hadyn is different when he reaches himself, tunes in to that inner ear -; he's full of fire, the open flame of a bold leader. Hot and brash, willing to do whatever it takes to free himself from the chains of humility and expectations, to relax with a friendly quip exchanged between brothers and a warm bite to eat, to blaze and bare his soul. The herald of a new age and the tiger burning bright, drawing in supporters like a moth and bathing them in his merciful light. Hadyn seeks to make his fortune and achieve fame, by thievery in the night or inspiring others; everything is attainable and nothing in fixed in time, unable to escape his grasp. Fortune comes to the bold. He loves independently of his family, unwanted, ignored, or undesirable - his typical sharpness too on point and blunt to be considered civil. When costs in ice he can be reasoned with, by that possessive family of his mother's side ,Nova the Shaman and her ancestors , but when he bursts free, he is a hurricane, a volcano. Hadyn was not born noble, his birth an accident, the product of anger between the Shaman and her Warden sister; a regrettable fling with Satara's mate, Legion. The dark tom fathered them for a short while before he was driven by his needs from the clan, left to wander alone and grow tougher. He has found, however, being a mistake merely can be shaken off his whiskers and is almost adored by some of his short following. Hadyn is by no measure a revolutionary - his friends and following shrinks as often as it grows, with every beat of his heart pulsing along blood through his system. At no time does he have more than three or four friends, but he accepts this, bidding goodbye freely and frequently.Hadyn's thoughtful side rarely shows, his strategies often present at the forefront of his mind however. He avoids romance and other conflicts of interest as best he can, focusing on the tasks at paw. His closed self was not always present at birth, but rather at the event following: of his siblings - Nadia, Byre, and Avira -Avira was the favorited, and thus the one brutally stolen by the jealous Satara. His two other sisters dying shortly afterwards. His mother's death followed the death of his siblings. He had always maintained a bond with his family, but after the unfortunate event, a fleck of ice chipped his heart and began to freeze the fire. He left the league to search for his father, but all trails came up cold. Only to join the league when he was older.
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MATRICES roleplayed by Oceanix
A picture of elegance and class. Picture perfect short sleek ivory fur. Grey and brown tabby markings adding personality to his evening coat. His indigo colored eyes are a trademark that link him to the powerful lineage of Indy. Being the son of the Nemesis he had a reputation to uphold. He became a great actor as he grew up. Learning to be kind to the important ones. He is rude to the lesser ones on the pecking order. Not afraid to speak his mind and having no filter. His mouth can sometimes get him in trouble with the wrong crowd. He grew up believing Micah was his father. He respected and looked up to the tom for guidance. His siblings are Quarel, Indigo, Sonnet, and Doree.
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MEPHISTO roleplayed by Oceanix
Hatred for others slowly can corrupt the soul. While it may corrupt the soul Mephisto lives and breaths hate for others. Many would chalk it up as him growing up with his father Deal being absent from his life. Or his mother Savannah being a Proxy at the time of his birth causing her to leave her litter to the Spies of the nursery. Mephisto how ever doesn't believe this. He believes that he was born with hatred being already apart of him. While most find comfort in family Mephisto doesn't not find comfort in his family. At the time of his birth two other litters fathered by Deal were born in the Primal Instinct nursery through Katie and Supernova. With each litters birth being in close proximity to each other. They were raised in the nursery together by their mothers. Turning the nursery into shark infested waters. Each litter competing to be the better litter. This allowed Mephisto's hatred for his family to grow. When he was a trainee and his brother Azmodan was dying at his paws from poison. Instead of jumping to help his littermate he just stood there. When his younger look-alike littermate Duriel became a Deacon. His jealousy for his younger brother grew. Leading to him rebelling and leaving the league. Through his moons as a rogue he was able to father a single daughter name Thana. During the short reign of Lazarus E'tanMephisto rejoined the League and hooked up with Seraphina Song.
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NAIDA roleplayed by Oceanix
Waves lap lazily at the lake shore. Off in the distance clouds billow in the sky growing darker as time goes on. Her birth was a curse and a mistake. Tainting the waters of the the lake shore. Her and her siblings Byre, Haydn and Avira were the product of jealously and anger. Their mother Shaman Supernova angry at her Warden sister started a fling with Satara's mate Legion. Shortly after their birth Supernova left the litter to their own devices. Legion their father then only raised the litter for a short time after the death of Avira. Naida inherited the dark brown tabby pelt of Legion. She also inherited the blue eyes the tie her to her mother's bloodline. Like water there are two sides to Naida. Some days she can be calm like a stream or still water. The next she can be as destructive as a hurricane.
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NEOTELOS roleplayed by Oceanix
'Neo-tell-us' it didn't not take long for his name to become a inside joke where any of his siblings would use his name as a play on words as his name sounds like someone asking 'Neo, tell us'. When he attempts to explain or speak there always someone who says "Yes, Neo-tell -us all about ..." His didn't even leave kittenhood before he became sick of that joke. If his name sounds made up then you'd be completely right - it was made up and his name is the combination of 'Neo' and 'telos' literally Greek meaning 'new end'. Well where to being with this mini enigma? For starters, he likes collecting bones. Any kind of bones, for they are the only thing that 'survives' death. Some bones even seem to be too big to be from a bird or any 'normal' kind of prey but he insists everything he finds are just the poor remains left exposed to the harsh elements, re-purposed by him to be visual decor of his nest. His own personal goal is to one day find a cat skull and add on to his collection, probably until someone gets sick of his hoarding and tell him to get rid of it all but he's likely to only listen to the Nemesis. He has a 'tame' obsession with death and could begin a conversation on how death is purifying and invincible, and so on. Not everything he does revolves around the concept of death, he will however, advocate how misunderstood it is and death is nothing to fear, yet even he is not so eager to be 'terminated' either. Death is merely one of many changes, just more permanent and signal no turning back. The ending to one story, can pick off as the beginning of the next. It isn't necessarily so literal either, as it often brings renewal, a time of significant transformation, change and transition. Death is merely a teacher to let go, and to move forward, to break away from harm and go across into the positive frontier. Neotelos is the connoisseur of the inner mind, he has a pretty clear view of how things works and is fascinated with the things he doesn't understand like any type of mental abnormalities as simple as OCD. Neotelos has a knack for picking up on other cats's "auras" and while he doesn't mean to be rude, he can't ignore a sad soul and will places himself in other people's business with the intention to give them the push forward they need, but he isn't enough then he shall leave them to wallow and pull themselves out of despair. Neotelos is selfless, he has a heart, but he keeps it as detached as possible, perhaps influenced by being brought into the world in such a mess of a 'family' considering both parents want nothing to do with any of them and have no intention of actually having to raise them. This 'family' deteriorated before it even had a chance. Neotelos likes to think he's pretty sane and well-rounded compared to other PI cats and the most mature, stoic, neat, and even a little proper. He even occasionally tries to make an effort to make them more . . . 'family-like' but mostly in vain. His relationship with his father is as distance as expected, they never would've talked at all if it wasn't for the fact he was genuinely concerned Adelaide has no desire to raise them or be attached at all - funny how it's fine for him to be that way and such a game-changer when the mother isn't. Perhaps this is all the start of a new beginning? Their talk is small and seem more of acquaintances than father-son. His connection with his mother is much more complex and strained. Neotelos is one of 27cats based on the Tarot cards; his card is Death. His parents are Uta (of PI) and Adelaide (of PI). His littermates are Noose, Equilibrium, Bondage, and Crisis. (written by Shadowblade~Moss~sky)
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NOOSE roleplayed by Oceanix
While his littermate Neotelos is mature, neat, and proper. Noose is very much so his opposite. He joined his others siblings Equilibruim, Bondage, and Crisis in the mocking of their littermate's name Neotelos. It was actually Noose who started the "Neo-tell-us" joke amongst the littermates. He is a chaotic wild fire that will burn you if you get too close. He very much so suffers from commitment issues similar to his father Uta. While his struggles stay committed to almost every thing in his life he at the same time struggles to let things go after he finally commits. Leaving him to become a victimof his own personal struggles. His connection to his siblings is his dark brown tabby pelt. His connection to his father is his dark rich amber eyes.
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RIMANETTA roleplayed by Oceanix
When two old bloodlines clashed Rimentta and her siblings became the product of selective breeding. Rimanetta's smaller then average sized frame almost didn't make Shaman Raelynn's standards if it wasn't for her youngest sister Venisca-chan being born half dead. With her sister's sacrifice it allowed Rimanetta to grow into the beautifuland deadly force that she became. She was graced with the beauty of her mother Naida's dark and rich brown pelt which is similar to her grandfather's Legion's. Her unique copper eyes sets her apart from her brother Serpentine and her sister Heria. Their unique hue is was connects her father Cyder. Through Cyder and Naida she comes from a long line of Nemesis allowing her to draw her bloodline back to cats like Metra E'tani, Indy E'tani, Katie E'tani, Ryssa E'tani, Seraphina E'tani, Jynx E'tan, and Quartet E'tani. While she proudly upholds her bloodline it is frowned upon in Primal Instinct. Causing her to meet any challenge head first to prove to others in the League that she isn't just some number that has became apart of the bloodline. Mother to Aislinn, Apollo, Ridge, Winter, and Nia.
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TATLIA roleplayed by Oceanix
"I don't want your broken lullabies, your burdened dreams. I have my own curses, and you have only uncovered the beginning."Her siblings, Tansy and Thyme may be twins, but this she-cat is Thyme's polar opposite. He suffers from staying up, hallucinating from a lack of sleep but unable to put his troubled mind to rest because of thoughts of fire that dance through his head. She envies his problems though, because in her eyes she struggles more than him. It's difficult to stay up for her, always being lethargic and wishing for the sweet embrace of rest. Yet she has wishes to be the best of them all, dreams of conquering the world with her unlimited power. There's no way to gain that strength while she is asleep through it all. Even if the small she-cat wanted to stay up, her mind shuts itself down. Without control, she can be up and running one moment and asleep the next. She's narrowed her problem down to one cause though; stress. Whenever her heart begins to race, her eyes begin to close. This doesn't bode well for her hopes to be stronger than the rest. Even if she was stronger, what use would it be if the moment she steps into a battle field she falls asleep? She's not blind to why she carries this burden though, as unfair as she sees it. She was born to an ex-medicine cat, of whom ran from her duties once finding that she was carrying kits. Hazel. As much as she wants to love her mother, she also blames her and is much less forgiving than her other siblings. Hazel has clearly stated to her that Starclan has cursed her siblings and her because of their mother's deed of running from her duties. As for her father, his name was Desolate. She met him when she was young, and at first was fearful but warmed up to him. Yet she didn't get to know him long, and even now can barely remember his face. When Duriel was still deacon before his rise to nemesis, he took a rather normal hunting patrol out. Among the patrol was Desolate, Gravity and Pact. Four toms left camp, and only Duriel returned alive claiming that they had been attacked by rouges. She hates when anyone tells that story, shivering at the thought that rouges could take away those that seemed so strong. Yet she lives on, trying to conquer her weakness of sleep. Unlike the rest of her siblings, she is more hyper aware of where they are. She knows that those here don't mind ripping the weak to shreds, and that they see her family as very weak. She acts like the older one for all of them. The defender. Yet if she's the voice of the family, it seems like a very weak voice as well. Her siblings are Poppy, who has anxiety, Comfrey, who tends to injure himself more than others, Juniper, who always tends to be the sick one of the bunch, Willow, who doesn't seem cursed on firstappearanceuntil she stumbles from blurred vision, Tansy who probably has the least of the damage by just being unable to tell a lie, Thyme who is Tatlia's polar opposite with insomnia and Peppina who has abrupt moments of being unable to breathe. They're all named after herbs because of their mother's past with medicine. To her, it feels like a lash to the face considering that's why they're all troubled in the first place. As for why Tatlia and her sister, Peppina have non-traditional herbs as their names, there's a special reason. Their mother is a pure breed of what two-legs apparently call Chartreux. Yet she has green eyes, which for some reasons two-legs dislike in that breed. Tatlia has copper eyes, and Peppina has golden eyes which is much more acceptable to the breed. This, of course, means that Hazel was once a kitty-pet which is why the story behind their names often goes untold. It was so long ago, and Hazel was so young that the only memory she has is being spared from being killed, instead released into the wild. Since the pair has much more traditional eyes, and the common blue pelts, Hazel decided to name them after herbs that only Primal Instinct uses as a way to look past all of their pasts and into the future. Yet, even then, Tatlia doesn't see a bright future.
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ELYON-CHAN roleplayed by Jetclaw
Born to the traitorous Crimson, a former huntress who had left off in the night with Elyon's smallest sibling. Elyon has been forced to go without her mother and a father that barely is around. So she's instead found security in her siblings, Cornelius, Deimos, and Caleb. Elyon is a golden tabby she cat with blue eyes. She acts very innocent and is extremely curious but more than often this is the guise she hides behind. She has just as much of a desire for conflict and battle as her mother had before her. She uses her cute looks and seemingly innocent visage to her advantage allowing her to get the jump on her enemies. Though she is often a little naive and can be easily misled. Particularly by the word of her brothers or by those who claim to be close to her and her brothers.
Rank: Youngling
Parents: Crimson and Soslan

(I wasn't sure whether I should use Crimson's warrior name in WinterClan or her huntress name)

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ASURA-CHAN roleplayed by chickadeepeony
One plays a fragile dance with a facade, especially when the base on which the mask is caste upon with already crumbling underneath. Glue to hold it together, strings to tie it in knots, wire to keep together the seams, to stitch together some sort of better human face. All facades are see through, however. Some are just more master craftsman than others. A charming face is always preferred to reality though, and it is a terrible truth that people would rather believe a beautiful lie than an ugly reality. And what a lovely lie he can weave. Two emerald eyes life fine gems set upon a cascade of ginger fur creates an illusion of arrowed ripples, with white streaks like oddly handsome scars that rest upon a lithe but still built physique. He has the looks to make those with few walls swoon and those with them ruffle in suspicion. And yet, it works out well that he seems to wear his flaws on his sleeves. Vanity and a short temper, along with a sharp wit make him as confident leader as he is a narcissistic sociopath with little regard for his friends and even less than nothing for his enemies. Despite that, even knowing that, there is still something enchanting about his chilling and unrepentant ego, if only because he actually tries to be everything he believes he is.
Parents: Maia and Deal

Just updating a few things.

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OMEGA roleplayed by the.stars.dance

The omega. The weakest one. The submissive one. The disrespected one. The one who no one cares about. The one who is not essential. The one who is underestimated, ostracized and alienated. The one whose desire for strength and revenge is unparalleled. The one whose claws will one day rip out the throat of phony authority, and replace it with a glorious examples of sheer triumph: victory over a higher power, annihilation of a sworn enemy and abolition of an immoral code. The one is Omega. His power and strength is derived from his past self's submissiveness and weakness. Life is the cruelest thing. Omega was born into Toxicity, though as the runt of the litter. He was weak. Helpless. Useless. Not worth protecting. That is law in Toxicity, is it not? If you can't protect yourself, you can't protect the group. You are not worth protecting. It would be easier to just not exist. Less pain, less suffering; but strength has its roots in struggle, not ease. Omega grew faster because he was so weak. His strength became unmatched against his brothers, all of whom died because of disease, blood loss and plain stupidity. He became more authoritative, more of a leader after the death of his brothers, some of the only things acting as anchor to his weak roots. Unbound, Omega's strength is limitless. No more restraints! No more brotherly envy! Only a growing desire for revenge on the apparent lack of authority that allowed a kithood to be thrown into a tumultuous downfall remained. He respects the authority of the Strategos and his superiors, but he doesn't plan on groveling at their paws in awe. He sees the imperfection in Toxicity, and he wishes to fix the broken machine. He wishes to move beyond being a mere gear in a system. Why not be in charge of the system? Why not regulate instead of being regulated?Omega is powerful and calculating, yet he is not without emotion. He empathizes with others, often putting himself in the place of the one who is struggling. Once being the weak one gives him insight on how to help the cat, but he has no empathy for his enemies. He could watch the Clan cats die one after another, but within reason. He is not an indiscriminate murder. Why kill a queen and her kits? Why kill the elders? They can only bring the gifts of life and wisdom to his group. His eyes are the color of the ocean. Its depths unknown, the blue is mesmerizing and mysterious. His fur forms a black stripe along his back the seems to drop spots of darkness onto his dark brown flank which lightens slightly as one moves towards his white underside. His chest is a dirty snow in color, only very slightly grayed. He has a distinctive scar marking his right ear, almost splitting the auditory organ down the middle. He is slightly larger than the average cat in Toxicity, but it is not visible at first glance. Though this cat's intentions may seem a little dark, he wants what is best for his group. Not for yours. He would give up his life and the afterlife in a moment to save what he loves dearest. His days in Toxicity are past, yet he does not regret leaving them. He feels his pilgrimage as brought him new knowledge, and it has only just begun. It is his final wish that he would return to what is now Absum Lux to share his knowledge, but that day is in the future. Not the present. To keep his real name a secret and to mask his path, he now has cats he meets know him as Hades. Only those from his former group and those close to him would know who he really is; however, a persona can only last for so long. He still felt as if he had unfinished business in what was now Absum Lux, so he returned. For better or for worse is all in perspective. After the disappearance of Genesis, his second mate, he felt broken again. It was impossible for him to stay there, so he left Absum Lux/Toxicity for the second time and found himself in SunClan. Omega always knew he could distract himself from his screwed up reality in the hostile group, but it hardly lasted any time at all. He was turned into a servant, so he left the cult for something else. He was in relative peace for a little while in the League, but it was not long until Foxstar found him and removed separated his soul from his body. With the Priestess holding his soul over the edge of the abyss, what moral bounds he had left finally dissolved. The change is allowing him to become the perfect killer, one without remorse or empathy with eyes on the endgame. 



Also, I noticed on the bottom of the page that Omega is listed as a prisoner initiate, but it should be Nightfury.

Thanks!

Very good!

Will be added into the new layout.