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GENERAL INFORMATION

NAME: Lacerta DOB: June 21, 45 BCE AGE: 9 years GENDER: Cis DFAB RANK: Hunting Captain SPECIES: Tiguar (50% tiger, 50% jaguar) MUTATIONS: None

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PERSONALITY

SILLY "Introducing! The wee little man!"   Unknowingly carrying on the family tradition, she loves to joke around and have a good time. She's not afraid to just be her big ole' self. NURTURING "Ma sweet lil' pea in a pod, you'll be jus' dandy" Raising cubs has brought out her caring side. She loves to guide young ones through hard times and help them find themselves. BOLD "How 'bout no? That's a terrible idea." She will tell it how it is, no hesitation. Honest and true to almost a fault. She will be herself unabashedly. ENERGETIC "Adventure time baby!" She's very hyper and easily distracted. This makes for an undesirable worker, but when she's needed she'll be there working harder than ever. DENSE "What 'dya mean?" She's not the sharpest tool in the shed. Her emotional intelligence can leave something to be desired as well. NAIVE "Really? I think he's nice." She's a very positive person but this makes her too trusting. She'll idealistically justify the cruelty of others and the world in order to cope.

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HISTORY

CHILDHOOD

Her life started in a small village with her brother. Her parents were quick to flee the nest. A male cub didn't last long on the streets, having been sold for a quick buck. Lacerta ran for safety to the forest, where she was raised by a pair of elderly ocelots. They taught her to hunt and to love. This was her childhood home. However, it didn't last forever. Wardens were quick to track it down while searching for loose cats. They faught as hard as they could, but they were wholly outmatched. After Certa was badly scarred on her muzzle, the situation turned dire. Her father told her to run, to find the empires. There were good people there. People who would help her. She would have to go alone, they were too weak to make it. She ran and her heart broke as the Wardens came crashing down on her father. FIRE EMPIRE

She arrived at Fire Empire's doorstep and was accepted with open arms as an apprentice. Her empire loyalty knew no bounds. They were her sanctuary. She befriended any cats, trees or rocks she encountered. She trained hard, but could never master combat. She loved everything about her new life. A SPROUT IN THE ASHES

The fall of Fire Empire shattered her. She was again without a home. Lost and confused she wandered as a rogue. Eventually, she met up with a family unit of sorts. An elder Jerome, his granddaughter Jill and her friend Joe. It was a group of oddballs and Certa fit in well. They traveled together for years as nomads. They lived to explore and dabbled in thievery. Jerome's neglect pushed Certa into taking the two cubs under her wing. She watched them grow into strong cats ready to take on anything.   In adulthood Jill and Joe began to catch feelings for one another, and it didn't take long for a litter to be expected. Jerome was fiercely against their bond. He passed away just before Jill's litter was born, leaving unsettled issues in his wake. Jill had 4 healthy cubs, Jimmy being one of them. They settled in a dangerous area as they weren't expecting cubs so soon. They began to move out, only to be flanked by hunters. They were quick to corner the new mother. Lacerta and Joe fought with everything they had to free her. Joe was critically injured, and the tiguar was scarred. After it all she only managed to save one of Jill's cubs, Jimmy. In his dying breaths, Joe asked for Lacerta to care for his son as if he were her own. She vows to hold true to that promise with every part of her.

THE RETURN

Now with child, she needed to find someplace safe to settle down. She traveled slowly in search of a place to raise her adopted son. She soon came across a freshly burned farm, and an injured snow leopard lying near the ruins. The tiguar rushed to help. Once the leopard regained consciousness, the air turned wary. Haumea was a farm cat and Lacerta held nothing but hatred for humans. It was a recipe for disaster. However, they made their peace as they realized they were both former empire cats. All needing a new home, they decided to follow the snow leopard's recommendation of going to ice empire. They grew closer as they traveled together, but not without their tense moments.

After approximately 2 months of travelling, they arrived on the borders of Ice Empire. The leader recognized Haumea and welcomed them. The first few moments were bliss; they were all home. Then, the expression on Haumea's face began to shift. An anxious uncertainty filled her eyes; she was overwhelmed. Lacerta had no idea why. It didn't take long for her to reveal it; she wasn't ready to rejoin Ice Empire. She bid her farewells and wished Lacerta and Jimmy well. Lacerta would always remember Haumea for guiding them home and for being such a key part of Jimmy's childhood. She looked forward to seeing her come back one day. In the meantime, she was going to do her best to ensure Jimmy has a great upbringing in their new home.

TLDR: She's lost a lot of homes and has spent the majority of her life on the road. The loneliness took its toll in her believing she can speak to inanimate objects, most often plants and rocks. Whenever she finds a new home, she will fight tooth and nail to preserve it. You can't take her down without a fight.

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IN GROUP HISTORY

AT THE END OF THE ROAD

TBA

SHATTERED

TBA

AND WE PICK UP THE PIECES

TBD

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FAMILY/RELATIONS MOTHER: Tea // City // Deceased // NPC FATHER: Perceus // Colosseum Fighter // Unknown // NPC BROTHER: Griffon // Ice Empire // Alive // MostlyMoose

ADOPTED SON: Jimmy // Ice Empire // Alive // Me ADOPTED DAUGHTER: Yvette // Ice Empire // Alive // JudaiDead

ADOPTED SONS IN LAW (THROUGH YVETTE): Paprika // Ice Empire // Alive // InTheDappledRain Selkie // Ice Empire // Alive // Kibafan1232

NIECES & NEPHEWS: Warrick // Ice Empire // Alive // Zincwolf Silas // Ice Empire // Alive // MostlyMoose Magna // Ice Empire // Alive // ViriZona Katergaris // Unknown // Unknown // Kattykinz Tate // Unknown // Unknown // Shirkeskii Tumelo // Ice Empire // Alive // MostlyMoose Ferox // Ice Empire // Alive // Opportunity-Rover Alexander // Ice Empire // Alive // tiger09716 Sparrow // Unknown // Unknown // ArcticTwist Robin // Ice Empire // Alive // MostlyMoose Slough // Ice Empire // Alive // Opportunity-Rover Joulie // Ice Empire // Alive // Asante-Sana

GENERAL INFORMATION

NAME: Jimmy DOB: May 7, 37 BCE AGE: 2 years RANK: Blacksmith Apprentice (Under Raijin) GENDER: Cis DMAB SPECIES: Marynx (50% margay, 50% lynx) MUTATIONS: None

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PERSONALITY

FRIENDLY "Oh, hello!" Jimmy's extroverted nature is something that will likely never leave him. He loves people. They're what make life so fun and sweet. He lives to bother folks and learn all about them. Most are fairly nice, and he appreciates them deeply. Others show out cruelty and disregard for life. He loathes that. But he can't help feeling at least a tad fascinated.

CLEVER "Oh! I know this." This young chap is quite keen for his age. Maybe it came from bombarding folks all around camp to satiate his curiosity. Maybe its just his nature. Maybe it was the war, forcing him to grow well and quickly. Either way, he is very observant and learns quickly. Whether folks want to teach him or not, they WILL.

MORAL "That's so senseless. Maybe look into getting a new brain. Seems suitable." As war and conflict raged around the young man, it created a moral obsessed youngster. He may have been trouble-some in his youth, hell he may still be, but, he would never hurt someone intentionally. Anyone who does... well, they're god damned fools. On the surface, its a good quality to have. However, his obsessive nature with it means he acts with an impulsive sense of justice. He will enact what HE sees fit. Not what others think. HIGH-ENERGY "WOAH. That's so cool!" Jimmy is still a kid, even if he tries to convince others otherwise. Youthful energy is still strong in Jim. His rampant curiosity and adventurous spirit seem most notable. But a good game still tugs him right in. This gives him a bit of irresponsibility. He still seeks a thrill and some good fun. So a little trouble here and there isn't a shocker. But, he's matured a lot from the gremlin he was.

IMPULSIVE "YES. I expect you to show some god-damned remorse!" Jim follows his heart. Perhaps more than he should. It may guide him to act kindly, but it also makes him act recklessly. His emotions can be overwhelming. Especially when war and cruelty are involved. Since the incident in the square, he tries to think before he acts. He doesn't want to get caught up in the flaws of his empire... he wants to be better. But change doesn't come in a day. UNEASY "This needs to turn out okay. It NEEDS to." What was once a confident cub is now an uneasy apprentice. He worries. A lot. He used to think things always turned out okay... but, well, that's not reality. Cats are dying. Things keep worsening. Yet, he clings onto hope like life-support. He believes in his people and believes in himself. With work they can fix this, right? Right?

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HISTORY

CHILDHOOD

Jimmy's life started with loss. His great-grandfather passed away just before his birth, leaving his parents disheveled. Soon after, hunters attacked his parents. His mother and siblings were captured and his father was killed. He never got to know any of them, they left too early. To him, his family has always been his adopted mother Lacerta and their travel guide Haumea.

The marynx grew up on the road. His travel companions were his family and the trees were his den. He lived for the journey and found comfort in waking up in a new place everyday. It fueled his sense of adventure. Even so, he couldn't wait to see the Ice Empire Haumea spoke of, the destination of their journey. There would be so many cats to meet, fights to win and hunts to dominate. He prodded Lacerta and Haumea daily about empire life to learn more. The cub wanted to be the best gladiator ever!He was almost 3 months old when they finally arrived. He was still just a hopeful cub. However, not everything turned out as perfectly as he expected. Haumea didn't come with them, saying she wasn't ready. She looked panicked and uncertain. He tried to keep her there; begged her and threatened to chase her down. He was too young to understand the situation. Haumea said her goodbyes and gave Jimmy a big hug. He settled as his mom talked him down, but he'd never forget her. Losing a member of his found family put a sour taste in his mouth about his new life. Not to mention, the sedentary and controlled lifestyle of the empires was so... different. Adjusting was going to be difficult.

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IN GROUP HISTORY

WELCOME HOME TBA FIRE MENDS AND BREAKS TBA

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FAMILY/RELATIONS

MOTHER: Jill // Rogue // Unknown // NPC FATHER: Joe // Rogue // Deceased // NPC GREAT-GRANDFATHER: Jerome // Rogue // Deceased // NPC

ADOPTED MOTHER: Lacerta // Ice Empire // Alive // Me ADOPTED SISTER: Yvette // Ice Empire // Alive // JudaiDead

ADOPTED NIECES/NEPHEWS: Kimchi // Ice Empire // Alive // Me Anise // Ice Empire // Alive // Kibafan1232 Moira // Ice Empire // Unknown // Rebsbobebs Hickory // Ice Empire // Alive // Fishbou Bayleef // Ice Empire // Alive // InTheDappledRain Curry // Ice Empire // Alive // JudaiDead

GENERAL INFORMATION

NAME: Haumea DOB: May 14, 45 BCE AGE: 10 years RANK: Order of the River (Catalogues wildlife and their maladies) GENDER: Cis female SPECIES: 100% snow leopard MUTATIONS: Heterochromia

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PERSONALITY

HARDWORKING "...Do you need a hand?" In many ways Haumea lives to work. Accomplishments negate failure... being busy, being overwhelmed, that's what's needed of her. She can be no other way. She pushes herself to extremes, often to a point of productiveness. Burnout isn't too helpful now, is it? Oh no. She still believes in pushing further. Still, she is eager to help others. Her odd little found family comes first and foremost... but even empire loyalty has sprung up on her. She hates to side with them. Hates to side with those who've thrown a mountain on her old compatriots. But... maybe it worked? Maybe they were fine? Maybe the war would end now? She could only do what she could now to maintain peace and protect who ever she can...

WISE "Peace... isn't so easy." Haumea will never claim to know an absolute. Not anymore. The world is coated in shades of gray and she'll try to acknowledge each one. The world isn't simple, and when one simplifies it... they cut pieces out. She thinks her opinions through, often questioning herself and analyzing as best she can to speak the truest version. She has a gentle wisdom that has come in handy with her daughter and her many little nieces and nephews... she tries to guide them with a soft and informed hand.

SENSITIVE "Oh love... I understand." Attentive eyes are needed to make it by in this world, and that appears most strongly in Haumea's keen sensitivities. She is quite attuned to reading others and feeling all that brings about. She's an empath at her core... and that comes with a loving nature just as strongly as a selfish streak of selflessness. Words penetrate her heart and she'll let them bleed. Even if it offers insight, she sees herself as weak and pathetic, too easily swayed by the world around her.

RECLUSIVE "..." Self punishment is Haumea's ultimate justice. She's naturally shy by nature but she harnesses this as a tactic for self-destruction. Forced isolation is something you'll often see from her in difficult times. She sees herself as undeserving of connections even if she cherishes them. So... removing herself from them... she sees that as a wound to herself and a betterment to the other. Even if... it is a truly selfish choice. It is abandonment. It is... cruel to all parties.

ANXIOUS "What... what did we do?" Anxiety is her fuel. It is all she's ever known. From the start is was running; it was self-preservation and loss. Loneliness. And in it her anxiety grew strong from a young age. A fearful and shy nature is all it used to present. Now, it is a complex mental illness. It is self-doubt... self-hatred... and a constant panic of the inherent instability of this world. Death... war... that's brought it back strong and backed by evidence. Her thorned cage is built tall and firm now. It will take a lot for her to grow past it...

SELF DEPRECATING "I don't deserve you..." Her anxieties fuel a strong self-loathing. She is definitively selfishly selfless. She deprecates herself in ways that damage her relations... damage her loved ones as she pushes them away with certainty that her own influence is one of negativity. She sees herself as weak and damaging... especially after her latest failures. She does not trust herself or her mind and with it comes a spiralling internal conflict with no clear answers. Self-confidence is never something she'll have in full... but in time she will come to respect her own soul. As one is useless without a respect of self.

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HISTORY

CHILDHOOD

Haumea was born to a breeding pair of snow leopard's in the city. Their relationship was loveless but they treated her kindly, especially her doting mother. Things changed when her and her mother were sold to a new owner; a fan of colosseum fights. He was a man of high expectations and conveyed them will clear cruelty. It weakened her mother until one day she vanished, never to be seen again. She was now alone and scared in a world that wanted to eat her alive.

Peace finally came about unexpectedly when she met her fighting trainer, an elderly jaguar named Noal. He treated her kindly. He'd seen the worst of the fighting rings and didn't want that for this helpless cub, so he vowed to help her escape to the empire. After weeks of planning, the two managed to escape. However, Noal passed away suddenly on the journey. Lost and confused, Haumea stuck to his dead body. She didn't know the dangers. The scent of death lured a wolverine to the scene. It mauled the young cat, causing a massive tear across her back. At just the right moment, an Ice Empire patrol stumbled onto the scene and chased the wolverine off. They saved her life. She was taken back to camp and nursed to health. She had made it home.

It didn't take long for her to begin making friends. Ariel and Tolmi were her closest cubhood friends. She loved playing with them. Climbing, playing tag and hide and seek filled her days. She was happier than ever.

NEVER-ENDING APPRENTICESHIP

She was overjoyed the day she became an apprentice. She could finally explore the lands and learn to defend her people. Haumea was determined to do well. Only, things didn't work out that way. She was terrified of her mentor and rarely saw her. The snow leopard struggled with learning combat and properly attacking prey. Violence was her weakness. Her apprenticeship dragged on and her confidence was waning.

She watched her friends graduate to gladiators, meet the loves of their lives and succeed. It terrified her. In her mind, she was nothing but a failure. Worthless. Her anxiety was amplified and she was beginning to experience depressive thoughts. She wanted nothing to do with her life. She isolated herself as punishment, to force herself to be all work and no play.

Things came to a head one night when she attempted suicide. She stood, heart pounding and brain racing, above a cliff near camp. The end was close. Until, her childhood friend crept up behind her. After a lengthy chat, she recommended that Haumea try leaving the empires. Find something new to enjoy and live a life outside of the empire that held expectations over her head. She took this to heart and left a few days later to become a rogue.

FARM LIFE

She roamed the lands for over a year as a rogue. She loved learning about various animals and plants through observation. The difference in humans and the land as she traveled further and further fascinated her deeply. She enjoyed her new life of exploring and learning. It suited her nicely.

One day she went a little too close to a human settlement and got trapped in a snare. Her paw was wrapped so tightly it tore away her flesh and made her toes numb. The leopard tore and thrashed to escape, but it was fruitless. She laid there bloody and rotting for days before a human finally arrived.

The tall man seemed shocked. He approached her slowly. Haumea tried to scare him off, but she was too weak. Things faded to black as he leaned down to her.

When she awoke, she found herself in a cage on a human farm. The first months were terrifying. However, she eventually started to settle down with them. Finally, after a lengthy taming period, she became their livestock guardian. She prowled the fields of sheep with purpose and delight. She did her job well and was appreciated for it. Her human family was kind and her life was comfortable. She finally felt settled down, like she had found her purpose in life. The rest of her days were going to be spent here, but fate had other plans.

THE FIRE

One night a sharp shrill awoke her. Her female owner was at sword point, held hostage by a military man. The male owner was in the doorway with the little ones behind him, fear covering his face. Haumea charged the man, only for other soldiers to surround her with weapons. A chain chocked her neck and a sword slashed her chest open. Blood came rushing out and her consciousness was fading. She fought as best she could as she watched her home catch alight. The roar of the flames couldn't hide the scream that came from her female owners slaughter. Her vision finally slipped as her male owner charged forward. She never got to see what happened after that.

A JOURNEY HOME

She awoke again in a make-shift den with a large orange cat in front of her, Lacerta. Lacerta had tended to her wounds and she was healing well. Tensions were high between the two at first, but once they learned they were both former empire cats, they reached an understanding. Lacerta expressed she was searching for a new home for her and her son, Jimmy, when she found her. Haumea suggested they head towards Ice Empire, her former home. She felt ready to return and she knew the two would be safe there. Lacerta took her up on that and the three traveled together for months.

Haumea was overwhelmed when they arrived at the border. Her old hero Shabeel was now leader and Tolmi had a whole family. They had done so well in life. Envy grew for a moment, but soon a layer of pride grew over it. Even so, that envy terrified her. Her old self was still there, clawing to get out. How could she be ready to live with those so dear to her when she still viewed them with jealousy? The self-doubt ate away at her and pulled her into a state of panic. Even now, after everything, she didn't belong here. After gathering her courage she spoke her mind. She wasn't going to stay here until she knew she was ready. Haumea vowed that she would return when that time came, she loved it too much to leave it behind forever.

Her heart dropped and her mind dragged as she said her good-byes. She gave little Jimmy a big hug and wished him and his mother well before weaving back into the evergreen. She headed towards lightning empire and was welcomed when she arrived at the border and proved herself. Her vast environmental and human knowledge gathered throughout her life was worthy to the empire. Not to mention her swift combat abilities. Her unique catalogue of information gained her a position in the Order of the River. Learning had always been her passion, so the position was deeply fulfilling. The uncertainty of her new life heightened her anxiety, but she knew it would work out. It had to.

TLDR: Haumea's life has been filled with anxiety and feelings of insufficiency. She left the empires for a better life and found it on the farm. After her new home is destroyed, she goes back to where her life began; the empires.

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IN GROUP HISTORY

TORN

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Envy. Filthy filthy envy. That was why she left. Why she turned her back on her old home... on her old loved ones. She wasn't ready... and god damn it she should've been.

But the fields were nice. And Opal managed openly and freely. Things seemed... okay.

Ah how foolish she was.

War sprung on her like a rabid coyote. All gnashing teeth and blind rage. No part of her was prepared for this... no part of her was ready to choose a side in a cascade of blood.

The townhall... so many wanted blood. They wanted bodies to match their own loses. Vengeance. Pain. Hatred. All... justified. She couldn't blame them for it. Couldn't tear them down for feelings they deserved to have. But throwing out more blood... that wouldn't solve things.

And she was glad she wasn't alone in those views. But... action... maybe it was needed? The nausea clawed at her stomach as she swallowed her old comrades sins. And she spoke. She supported the traps. Her mind ran to Jimmy bleeding out... to scenes of torment... but. They were the only action that was defensive... that had any kind of reason.

And so she helped.

But she was far from loyal. Far from having chosen a side.

Astrea. She'd crept to the enemies territory and spoken at length... and from the heart... to this Ice feline. They bonded over this mess; over their hesitancy and fears. It felt... safe. It was the first time she could bare her soul in a long long while... It was nice.

And she wanted to meet her again. So they did.

A storm. Fear. And a friend trapped in nature's wrath...

They were lucky. They were safe. From the storm and from their empires. Words were honest... kind. And bordered on the intimate.

But that was their last time. As the death of a child emerged.

And only more bodies on Lightning soil followed suit.

And she would have to choose.

SEEDLINGS IN A PYRE

TBA - some live, some die

JUDGE AND THE JURY

TBD - whats their call

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FAMILY/RELATIONS MOTHER: Unknown // City // Deceased // NPC FATHER: Unknown // City // Deceased // NPC

ADOPTED DAUGHTER: Timho // Lightning Empire // Alive // Me

"NIECES/NEPHEWS" AKA KIDS SHE BABYSITS: Ithaca // Lightning Empire // Alive // ShinySouls Tibor // Lightning Empire // Alive // JudaiDead Tihomir // Lightning Empire // Alive // Fishbou Reykjavik // Lightning Empire // Alive // SalemsCypher Bozhidara // Lightning Empire // Alive // Me Vesper // Lighting Empire // Alive // luthor Valley // Lighting Empire // Alive // UnityUniverse Ripple // Lighting Empire // Alive // verifiedcryptid Knight // Lighting Empire // Alive // Sketcherzz Needle // Lightning Empire // Alive // Me

SISTERLY FIGURE: Star // Lightning Empire // Alive // fishbou

CLOSE FRIENDS: Big Red // Lightning Empire // Alive // ShinySouls Calvinus // Lightning Empire // Alive // BleuberryTheFox Marina // Lightning Empire // Alive // fishbou Winter // Lightning Empire // Alive // CanaryBlueRPG The quotation marks are important