So Many Characters!

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Will be making individual posts for characters

Index:
Animalistic
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Humanoid
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Nostalgia Bucket of Old Rps that I don’t care to note the character sheets of:

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Wings of Hope (Cygnus)
Harry Potter but Trans (Nix & Pele)
Dragons of Phaethon (Lots…)
Among Us (Orchid)

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WOLVES:

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Name: Arnou
Species: Wolf
Pack Role: Hunter who dabbles in a teensy bit of healing
Gender: Male
Age: About 4-5
Voice tone: A voice similar to Blu from Rio
Extra appearance details: Grey wolf with amber eyes and several nicks in both of his ears. He has broken his front leg before, so he limps sometimes.
Advanced skills: Echolocation and possibly a very very weak, short-lasting version of relaxing howl? If not just sprint.
Personality: Arnou is a very skittish and panicky wolf. He barely knows how to fight, and cant stand the sight of blood. He was very close to becoming the omega, but managed to claw his way into a barely stable position of hunter. He has a weak level of healing knowledge and actually has a lot of fun practicing healing, though he feels sick when actually confronted with a life/death healing procedure. Arnou is very loyal to his packmates and what friends he has, though he isn't dumb and knows when to cut off a relationship. He might have a minor case of social anxiety, and works horribly when watched/under pressure
If only he wasn't too scared to actually distance himself.
Very easy to walk over if you can threaten, scare, or dominate him. His reputation is that one weak, anxious wolf that can hunt like nobody's business.
Backstory: Arnou was named for his weak little howls he tried as a pup. His littermates always beat him up in play-fights, his sister being the toughest. He always jokingly called her 'awpha' (Alpha) due to her strength and ambition. When his brother was dragged off by panthers, his sister became colder, attacking Arnou more often in play-fights. He stumbled into her speaking to a heavily scarred rogue once, plotting to take over the Alpha position and making a decisive blow into the Panther's ranks and eventually wiping them out. She bullied him into staying quiet and left him between a rock and a hard place. He wouldn't have said anything and let this go on if a jaguar hadn't betrayed her when she had tried to get rid of Arnou.
After a while, his mother died of sickness and his father had been a wanderer, leaving him alone, weak, shamed, and barely holding on to his position as a hunter.
Other:
-His sister's name was Accalia, but Arnou doesn't like sharing that info
-He has a special little hollow in the trunk of a large tree deeper into the territory full of herbs and pretend wolves in need of healing carved into the trunk
-Arnou loves to 'draw', clawing shapes into whatever is nearest when worried

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Dragons 1:

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Name: Queen Khione
Age: 41
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Ace Lesbian
Tribe: Icewings
Role: Queen for about 24 years
Personality: Khione is complicated. In her youth, she bottled up her feelings and eventually exploded, her stress and anger rolling out and washing all over everyone. She still carries mental scars from those times. She often overthinks things and panics easily. She does have good days sometimes, acting bright, happy, and confident. But sometimes her happiness is bittersweet. She will often be found, lost in thought, watching the horizon. She doesn't really spend time off work, instead working night and day for her kingdom. She wishes that she never became queen, but she knows the kingdom needs her to steer them away from the horrors of Darkstalker.
One of her greatest failures, according to her, was raising her son, Everest.
Khione loves him as much as she can, but she never loved his father. The kingdom needed a royal line, of course, but she always felt distant from her child and mate. She knew who she loved, but she had to sacrifice that freedom for her kingdom. Khione wishes that one day, she can get over everything and really get to know her son. But, he's grown now, and he's flown from the nest.
Appearance: Khione
Abilities: Average Icewing abilities, well trained in combat
Backstory:
The cold wind gnawed at her scales as she bolted away from the castle.
It was sharp and amazing at the same time, and she loved it. She was free.
Khione dove into a snowdrift to avoid the circling guards, waiting exactly 30 seconds before running out into the wild expanse.
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The female icewing turned towards Khione, grinning.
Her neck was bare of the circle ranking necklace, but she didn't seem like someone from the seventh circle from the stories.
"Hi! I'm Eider! Like the duck!" she chirped
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Khione looked up from the soft nest of moss and sweet smelling herbs. Someone was at the mouth of the cave.
She gently nudged the sleeping form of Eider beside her. The graceful loner cracked one eye open.
"Not now Khi, I want three more minutes." she groaned, shifting around.
"Eider, it's important." Khione hissed quietly.
Eider finally looked up and saw the storm of figures approaching.
"Isn't that the royal guard? They have those fancy spears."
Khione wrapped her tail around her girlfriend's.
"They're after me. Run. Use the back exit."
Other:
-Very Lesbian
-Cant sing very well, but an amazing dancer
-Has a soft spot for foxes
-Has sworn off eating duck
-Loves amethyst and owns several pieces amethyst jewelry
-Probably has anxiety
-Not very superstitious
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Name: Hazel
Age: 6
Gender: Male
Sexuality: BI
Tribe: Mudwing
Role: Deliverants
Personality: Extremely naive. He's been raised in a very trusting group, so he just believes that everyone's like him. VERY easily manipulated, if you can convince him that it means peace. Hazel was shocked to hear that Darkstalker existed and would do such mean things. When he heard of this chaos, he immediately tracked down the Deliverants and joined them. His life mission is to convert everyone to pacifism.
Death shakes him. He doesn't fear death for himself, but it's painful for him to see bodies and death caused by the war. It doesn't matter how important something is, he'll stop and respect the dead. Some jokingly nicknamed him 'The Dainty Digger', for the respectful graves he leaves behind for the bodies he finds.
Just because he's naive about war, doesn't mean he's dumb.
He's very well educated in botany, agriculture, culture, and history. An excellent chef and is literate, though he's trying to learn cursive.
Appearance: Ignore the gold, he doesn't wear jewelry here
Abilities: Average Mudwing abilities. Due to both his parents coming from Red Eggs, he has a slightly higher resistance to fire, but NOWHERE near a pure Red Egg's ability. Also can breathe fire in slightly colder weather than usual mudwings
Other:
-Precious lil' bean
-The biggest Bi in the Mud kingdom
-Literally scared of shadows
-In love with ladybugs. Will have at least three on him at a time

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Cats 1:

Character name: Yewstar
Age: About 12 years at death
Appearance:Boop
Base
Moon phase: N/A
Gender: Male
Clan: Ex-Windclan
Role: Ex-Leader
A little Background:
Yewstar was a pretty dull leader. Average, not very special, pretty boring. Then his grandmother came to him. She had gone to the dark forest. She swayed him, convinced him to attack the other clans. Yewstar brought Windclan into a dark period, before the clan attacked him, taking all of his remaining lives.
When he awoke in the dark forest, he realized what he had done and went after his grandmother. But he was cursed. He was to haunt one of his descendants, and try to sway them till they fell to the dark forest.
Yewstar tried to put off the impending curse, but he was eventually forced to pick a cursed cat.