Name: Iseult

Age: 25

Species: Silver Persian Cat

Love Interest: Kai

Bio: Daughter to a nomadic clan of felines, Iseult had cast off her identity in order to fit into the court of Empress Priscilla SnowFur as an offering for trade relations. Iseult is a reserved feline, valued for her musical inclination and negotiation skills as a lady in waiting to the Empress. A luxurious cage, dressed in white and blue.

There was moments, where she would meet her kin on the fringes of the Capital, to see them well and to see them off to their travels with a sort of longing. Despite her attempts to believe that she was content.

However, flame would take the Capital-chaos bursting as she made her escape and found herself in the harbor, but among countless horrified civilians fleeing the flames. The panic brings the memory to pitch, recalling crashing waves and the smell of ash.

Eventually she would awake in Grimshire, what finery she wore now in marred in blood and ash. Perhaps Iseult wished to leave the island, as soon as Finn would return to it's shores. But grave news would soon follow, and Iseult would find herself as a pillar of the community when she was once a diminished presence in her old life.

Having to get past her lofty life style and getting in touch with long forgotten roots, she needs all the determination she can get to ensure the island can survive until winter.

Personalty: Haughty, a little distant as a defense mechanism. But a diligent and hard worker once she knows the ropes and sets her mind to things. Frustratingly stubborn with a heart of gold, especially towards the townsfolk she becomes devoted towards.

Misc Facts:

Once a court musician, Iseult knows how to play the harp and sings. However she seldom sings for audiences nowadays, rather she often does for her plants. If caught, she is quickly embarrassed by it and tells the listener to forget about it.

Mother was a herbalist, thus Iseult has some knowledge of herbs, but often consults Hazel and Rose for proper raising of them.

Allegedly, knew how to wield a bow and arrow, having learned from her father. But is terribly rusty. Asks Kai to fashion her one, if not for hunting but self defense when pirates arrive. Spear and bow lessons ensue. (surely not an excuse for romantic proximity)

Hates getting dirt underneath her claws, and is very thorough in bathing. Though that extends to her tending to others appearances, which she bonds over with Logan.