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Full Name: Orchid ‘Kit’ WindDancer
Nickname:  Kit
Age.  Though she appears as a 70 something woman and a 4 something wolf she has lived for 55 years.
Race. (Of human form) Caucasian
Breed/ species. Timber Wolf
Current Group:  None
Height: 3.8' in wolf form,  5’ in Human 6’ in lycan.
Length: 5'
Weight:135 lb wolf   115 human  200 in lycan.
Scent: A soft gentle scent much like the wind across a field of flowers. From her time as Alpha, Kit’s scent has become more prominent.
Voice: A soft, warm welcome voice that lets those who hear it know they are under no threat and have found a woman who would be interested in making a friend. Part of the reason why she is sometimes seen as weak or foolish, though behind the voice is a powerful mind who knows trust is something that is earned not simply given away.  When she is serious her voice has an edge to it like a crack of a whip breaking through the silence.  When angered her voice is empty, almost emotionless which is perhaps far more intimidating than yelling. When enraged she yells with a harness of a wild wind with the growl of a wolf out for blood.
Birth season- Late Spring
Alignment: Neutral Good
The once fun playful wolf had to become much more stern and serious when the role of Alpha was given to her.


WOLF
In the past, her coat was as white as snow though thanks to Light’s meddling and her rapid aging the white is now peppered with silver. From a distance her fur seems the color of moonlight.  Her fur is somewhat long though not even close to shaggy and is well groomed. Her frame is small but was once agile. The old runner has lost much of her lean muscle mass and now looks a bit on the frail side. Even with the premature age, her moves are usually graceful though have a light heartedness to them as if she does not plan out her every move yet controls them.  She stands in a non-threatening yet powerful way, clearly one of authority yet one who will not always throw about her rank. No matter the weight on her shoulders or the storm in her mind she will do her best to look as strong on the outside as she wishes herself to be on the inside. Her left eye is nothing but a scar left behind by a cruel man who only saw creatures like herself as a way to obtain money. Her right eye normally has a kindness to it that is apparent to any who meet her but also a sense of authority. This eye changes colors with her moods, an ability she has had since birth. When all is calm her eye is green, when things are normal, not calm yet not truly happy her eye is blue, when she is extremely happy her eye is gold, when she is sad or scared her eye becomes white, when she is angered her eye is red but when there is only hate in her heart her eye becomes black. Though it is not a common occurrence if her eye becomes black Kit loses herself and is able to attack anything around her. This has happened only a few times and each time there was someone close to her who was able to talk her back to her true self.


HUMAN
Her long thick white white hair has faded to a shorter gray silver. Her once fair skin is now wrinkled with age and her aged eyes seem smaller and a little more sunken in. She still does her best to walk with grace and pride. Her style is simple and she often has very plain outfits though will on occasion wear something formal if the situation for it arises. Her human form often looks more serious than her wolf form and it is always apparent when she is in thought for a look of pure focus comes over her face. She is almost always thinking of something, laughing, or smiling when in this form often  and that stern look hardly ever emerges around others.

LYCAN
Kit also possesses a lycan form though it too is lean and graceful rather than a typical muscle bound form associated with the kind. This form isn’t used as often but can be useful when there is a need to carry large objects or do some climbing.

There was a time when a madness stricken Light took over Kit's body. A spirt such as her was not meant to be on earth this long so nature punished her. While Light was in control of the body she could fight off the ravages of nature but when she was sealed once more in the back of her mind, the punishment feel on the body all at once and as a result rapidly aged Kit. Her once great speed has been reduced and her stamina depleted. Her physical prowess has fallen as well though it seems her power of the wind has gone to mastery. Her control over light has faded though she can still use her ‘almighty’ as it is called to form armor to boost her defense.  On top of this, due to shifting multiple times with a broken bone during the battle in the black woods she did irreparable damage to her right leg hind leg. With this comes some stiffness and lameness in the leg.


If there is one thing Kit has always been known to do it is putting others before herself.  Be it an injured stranger or a friend in hard times Kit will go out of her way to help others no matter the cost to herself. She has a strong drive to protect others and is willing to talk to all she meets and try to befriend them but knows full well friends are not always an easy find. Though she seems open and trusting, her trust is hard to earn due to life’s lessons. To those who are friends and family she is loyal to the end and will go above and beyond for them, as far as putting her life on the line so others may be happy.
When she became an Alpha, responsibility has found its way to her and has conflicted with her true inner self. When the weight of others was on her shoulders, Kit put aside her bright personality when need be and presented herself to others as more formal, not what she is but what society deems is fit for an Alpha. Such a thing put a burden on her but it was a burden she did not often show. However once she knows that she presents herself to she acts more like her true self.



Kit is and always will be harder on herself than anyone. In her darker times she thinks herself weak, pathetic and miserable yet cannot and will not change. These lead to very dark moments in her mind when she thinks that perhaps the ones she sees as friends would be better off with her gone from their lives, gone from the world. It’s times like this that she cannot stand alone, that she cannot hold her feelings within and  though she has been facing herself more and more she still needs others with her. Where others would see this as a weakness she sees it as strength, there is no greater power than the bonds of others if they are indeed true bonds. To those she shows kindness to, to those she befriends to her there are no greater thanks than having those friends there for her when she needs them.
When Kit is free to be her in the rare moments when she can let her responsibilities go she most likes to let loose and run. Running is one of her favorite activities next to hunting; it helps her feel as free and wild as the wind. As for hunting it makes her feel more wild, more of a wolf she is inside and strong enough to fend for herself. When making a kill she will always thank a prey item for its life as she values all life and though likes an occasion spar hates killing without reason. Conflicts and physical alterations are something she dislikes the most and she has been known to do what she can to stop a fight though she is starting to wait and let others try and resolve their conflicts if possible. In the moments she is involved in a fight, Kit will not hold back and has been known to give her all in a fight.


History.
Before Joining the Pack
In a land across the seas existed the Fighter Pack, a pack of lycans who would cling to the old ways. This included being in wolf form more than human, respecting nature and all in it, and living side by side with the Elemental Spirits. These Spirits are those of both nature, water, fire, earth, air, plant, poison, thunder and lighting, and the elements of living creatures light and dark. Two of the lower members of the pack, Luna a light gray wolf with blue eyes and connections to the spirit of water, and Stone a dark black wolf with green eyes and connection to lighting decided to have pups. Lower ranks having pups was never an issue in the pack, in fact every pup was seen as something to celebrate. The two gave birth to two pups, a gray male with black markings named Ruggard and a snow white wolf named Orchid.
The two pups grew up well in the pack lands, the lands were in a forest at the base of a spiraling mountain. Though as time went on human encroached on the forest though not enough to interfere with the puppyhood of the two. As young Orchid grew she found her name to be far to formal and preferred to go by the name she knew for young foxes, ‘Kit’. In the first year of life, the two siblings followed the tradition of the pack and ascended the spiral mountain with their parents as escorts to see if they could identify the spirit who would walk beside them. It was a tradition of the pack, for the shrine at the top of this mountain could be used to summon spirits. A wolf had but one chance in their life to see the spirits all gathered and select out of the ten of them who ‘their’ spirit was for when each wolf was born one of the spirits was chosen to watch over them. If the wolf’s instincts were strong enough they would be able to identify what spirit was chosen to guide them. Both siblings were able to identify who was theirs, for Ruggard it was Thunder, for Kit it was Wind, or a spirit who would prefer to be known as ‘Sister Wind.’

Kit made a bond with Sister Wind, the spirit would be able to communicate in the mind of Kit and be there to guide her through life. Kit also gained the wisdom of the spirit and the ability to manipulate wind.  
Wind was quite fitting for Kit as she was a small but fast wolf and soon found a love for running, claiming, jumping and doing anything to feel the wind run through her fur. Kit grew up well under the guise of both the kind spirit, her parents and the occasional spar with her brother, as well as some of the other young in the pack. She and her brother soon learned that rank in the pack was determined by fighting. Her parents had more of a love of hunting than fighting much like Kit which was why they held a low rank. Kit did not mind, rank wasn’t that big of an issue in the pack but her brother was another story. Ruggard had big dreams and wanted to be a high rank someday, maybe even an Alpha. Ruggard often went as far to challenge the Alpha’s pup, Steel.  Though fighting and teaching the lives of the pups was rather peaceful and they grew to fine young adolescents. That was when they and other pups were forced to grow up.

The humans near the land got closer and closer to the heart of the territory and knew they had to clear out the wolves. They came with all they needed to claim the pack and though they never found the heart of the land and did not wipe out the pack entirely, many of the older wolves in the pack that went to face them became their prize. Feeling victorious the hunters left the pack broken and confused. That was until Steel decided it was his time to become Alpha. The young pack looked to him for hope, after all his parents were kind alphas and they wanted much the same from him. At first things ran smoothly but it was clear things were taking a change for the worse. Steel was corrupted, he saw rank as the only thing that mattered in a wolf and if they would not fight to change rank they were useless. That was too much for Ruggard, he challenged Steel before the entire pack. Steel was certainly a strong wolf but Ruggard had fought him enough times to know the young alpha’s moves and the battle was not a long one. Ruggard took over and became an Alpha who ran the pack much in the way of the former Alphas. Keeping his sister close, he gave the position of Alpha Female to Kit though made sure she had a comfortable time in the position taking on many of the duties in the pack himself.

Kit did what she could to help others when Ruggard wasn’t looking, and though she didn’t get to handle much her kindness was something that made each member glad to have her there. Time passed and Kit found a lot of time on her paws, mostly spent talking to Sister Wind or out and about walking around the mountain or forest.
One faithful day on a walk in the mountains Kit fell into an old habit, walking in thought and not putting much focus into the land around her. She found herself on some unsteady ground that gave way before her. Kit braced her for the fall but found nothing as the stones under her was brought together holding her stably.  Behind her Kit saw a lone wolf black form, a newcomer to the land who was in search of a pack. This newcomer, Lee had a hard time finding a pack due to his breed, half wolf and half fox. Though a stranger to the lands he too knew of the spirits and found the power or the earth when he was young. Kit thanked Lee and offered him a place in the pack to thank him. He gladly accepted and the two of them got to know each other rather quickly.
Time passed and like in many situations opposites attracted. The two became mates and decided to have pups. The first and only litter of the pair was a litter of four, two males and two females. Unfortunately for the pups they were born in a bad time, a very harsh winter. All of the pups fell ill within the first week and this illness took all but one. A larger gray pup with two tails, the sign of the fox in his blood. The pup was named Justin and Kit swore to protect the pup feeling responsible for the death of the others.  The young Justin was raised well, he was stronger than he realized. A kind wolf he was raised to become a very well mannered young man by his parents.

Half a year passed with things going smoothly though unknown to both Kit and Ruggard there were whispers within the pack, whispers that the way of fighting was better than equality. The whisper grew to words and the words grew to action as Steel leads all those who followed him against Ruggard. What started as a challenge and battle ended as a war. As blood was shed and live were lost Steel and Ruggard move through the field to each other. All wolves soon knew this fight was going on and gathered around to watch to see what leader would win. Among the wolves were Kit and Lee. Kit was sick of the war, of the death. She wanted to end the war at any cost and if she could save her brother as well as her former playmate. As the two males moved away from each other and Kit acted in the only way she thought of at the time, to break up the fight with her own body.

Just as they charged at each other, Kit sprang in-between the two with such swiftness that neither male had time to react. Both of the males hits head on broad side. Before they could stop themselves they tore into her leaving her badly injured and bleeding out. Both Kit's brother and old friend were shocked at what they did and stared at Kit as she struggled to stand. Lee rushed over to help her stand as the rest of the pack started on not sure what to do. Kit knew want to do, while she had the attention of all she spoke. "This war....this accursed all-out war. Look, look at what it's doing to us all of us. I won't be the first to die from it but if you realize what you are doing I may just be the last. Let me be the last...let Justin and all the pups grow in an untied pack, don't' we have enough to worry about with the humans anyway? Please...stop fighting work as one resolve all issues and be a pack." Her voice was soft but all heard it, even Justin who emerged to the field having heard his mother’s cries when she was attacked.
The pack fell silent touched by her actions and words. No matter how they felt the pack should be ran all of them knew her and liked her. Kit knew her words would leave an impact on all of them and smiled as she looked to the pack then to the forests before her. A long standing tradition of the pack was to die alone, it was a tradition that went to some of the oldest packs and it was something Kit knew it was her time to do. The pack watched as Kit stood and faced away from the pack and to the forest.

Before she left she said her farewells to the pack and her family and was given a gift from her family. It was a necklace made of brown leather with three old fangs on it; one from her brother, one from her mate and one from her son. She took the gift proudly and the bloody and battered Kit left with her head held as she as she could hold it with an acceptance of the death that awaited her. She made it to the edge of her land and collapsed on the outside of the forest with the mourning howls of her family behind her.  With a smile on her face she collapsed and prepared to die.


Times in the Kumari Pack Lands

Luckily for her, there was a kind hearted woodsman who was traveling for a worthy hunt. The woodsman took pity on Kit, such a noble creature dying such a sad and painful death. He made up his mind to take her with him and nurse her back to health. He did so at a home on the edge of the human settlement and stitched her up. While Kit was still unconscious and the woodsman returned to his real home by taking a ship across the seas to the land the Kumari Wolf Pack called home. It was there she woke up and was surprised to find she was still alive. Grateful to the woodsman she stayed with him for a while as a hunting partner. When she felt too much like a pet and not enough like a wolf she left her friend feeling her debt was repaid.

Leaving the hunter she wandered until she found a land that smelled of wolves. It surprised her that the land was both of wolves and humans and she first stopped in a nightclub drawn in by the music. It was there she met Blaze and Zigan and learned of the Kumari Pack. She fit in with the pack well and though she had many ups and downs from life and death of friends and love and loss, all the things that come with living a full life. Just like every life it held it's surprises including the entrance Justin who found his way to her. Joy often comes from sadness and this sadness was to hear the last of the Fighter Pack has fallen and only she and Justin are left. But life goes on and that life brought with it many things in the land of Kumari, Twits and turns found their way to her mate with another that resulted in a pup and short happiness before the two mates separated and the male left the land with the pup. Friendships were forged and lost as friends would come and leave, but some would always come back and that would lead to stronger bonds.  New love would be found with a soldier of a wolf who was claimed by war he often sought out.

Though it all Kit would do what she could to stay the happy wolf she was, hiding her sadness in the worst of times to only be seen by those that could find her in those moments. Growing stronger with them Kit learned more of herself and the pack she loves. Life, loss, death, love, birth, friends, family , hopes and dreams. All of this came with life in the pack. Pack members came and went but a deep bond always seemed to bring the family back together. Kit even found some ranks within the family. From going from a loner who was taken in by the many smiling faces of the pack, to a hunter, all the way to an Alpha for a time. Kit always tires to put her very best in the ranks she takes and hopes to do what she can for the good of the pack.



Called by her Past Self
Since in the lands Kit has discovered something about herself, her past life Light one of the elements her pack worshiped. Since the discovery Kit has been able to speak to Light within her own soul and let the spirit take over when they both agree upon it.
As loyal as she is to her friends and pack family, another loyalty called to her, Light’s family. Light and the others were desperately needed in the other realm. The sendoff was a dangerous one and she knew it, being Light for so long, moving to the back of their shared mind meant she could lose herself complete. But to fight off dangers that could seep into the Earthen realm it was a risk she was willing to take. Though she expected to go quietly in the night, the fact her friends and family showed up for a last farewell warmed her heart more than she could say.

With dangers dealt with, Light returned to the lank Kit has called home, but it seems Kit took some time to catch up. For what felt like an age to her, Kit was trapped in the back of Light’s mind. Light soon found herself less and less drawn with the idea of giving Kit her body back. Having a physical body had it's benefits and she often took the body on joy rides finding the same joy that kit did in things like running. That joy gave way to greed and that greed gave way to madness. Without Dark, Light's twin and opposite element also in the physical world Light fell out of balance. Her mind gave way to instinct and corruption. If not for the love of her family and their determination to get Kit back she would have been forever trapped in her own mind. Now Kit keeps Light as but a whisper in the back of her mind so Light may never fall down the path of madness again. In Light's place, Kit can reach out to the other elements of the family when she is on any ground that holds a base for each of the elemental spirits. She has also gained the ablity to look into the souls of the living and can see souls depart from this world. She is able to tether souls or guide them to the afterlife. At a battle with Ox, Light killed a small group of humans that were bound to her. Kit took over being thee shepherdess of those souls and watches over them. They do little but hover around her Though she wishes to join her pack, her pride and duty has kept her away for a brief time as she took the roll of a mountain woman with a cabbin at the base of the mountain. But of course, the pack was happy to have her back and it wasn't long before she spent more time among her family than away from them. This was for the best as the war with Ox took the pack by surprise in the dead of the night.

The five years.
During the five years after the attack on the Black Woods, Zigan appointed Kit as Beta. It was a role she knew in her heart she would not be able to hold forever. With a limp in her back leg and her advanced age she isn't at the top of her game anymore. At least not in a physical way. Kit's wit is still as sharp as ever and her powers over wind have been sharpened to the strength of a hurricane. The wind is as much at her disposal as her own breath. The power to look into the world of souls is as easy as squinting. Even so, there was a noticeable need for younger blood in the pack. It is the way of nature for change and the young to take the place of the old. Even so, Kit tired to do as much work with the Beta rank for as long as she had it. She spent time delegating work to her sons to make sure they were well supplied on food and entertainment for the pups. When she wasn't scouting about she put huge efforts into transforming the school Zigan had chosen for them into a home. The empty rooms left a lot to be desired in terms of comfort. Using the skills he leaned with making her own little cabbin furnishings and blankets soon found home in the newly taken over school. Her favorite spot was the old track yard the school likely used for gym class and sports. It was turned into an outside classroom where the youngest members of the pack could flex their power without damaging any valuable rooms inside.

As time went on, Justin was soon appointed to the Beta position and this gave Kit a little down time. With this down time she found herself taken by an interest in what plants could be grown to help them all. She knew some of the basics but with clear skies overhead, books on hand, and some old chemistry equipment left behind, Kit took on the roll of medicine woman. Need a little spice for a food? A comforting tea? A salve for a wound? Look no further than Kit! Medicine Woman of the Pack.



Kit can manipulate the wind as she pleases be it a gentle gust or hurricane force winds.
She can use regular wind or change it into gusts as sharp as blades.
It is possible for her to shape the wind into forms and figures, living things to spar with or race against.
Regular winds can be manipulated to draw scents to or away from her.
From her back can emerge two large crescent shaped wings that can be used to fly.
Along with using the wind, she can talk to the Sister Wind within her mind and the two have a close bond, as close as blood sisters.
Most basic attacks are stopped by solid objects and can especially be turned to puffs of air by clever earth users. A big enough solid barrier can slow wind down as well though it is still possible for the strongest of winds to toss around some debris as shrapnel.

LIGHT
As with Wind Kit can control Light energy. It can be used to create objects but it mostly used for blasts or direct attacks though ever since Light being sent to the back of her soul her command is limited. Anymore it is like lobbing a softball at something though she can still try to use the light to sooth those in distress. She’s not all to keen on using the powers to manipulate others even for good so only does as a last resort
Limitations to power/ability:  The more power she uses the more fatigued she becomes, and shadows, darkness and daemons can hurt her more than any other attack and if she is not careful can kill her.

DARK
Since an encounter with Blade and the shadows in the Shattered Shadows Kit has obtained some powers of darkness. Though new to her she can use it in much the same way as her light powers.  Though this energy  is not true darkness or solid shadows it can do similar damage.
Limits: Just as light can be stopped by darkness, darkness can be stopped by light.

ALMGIHTY
Light and Dark combined in a new type of energy, Almighty. This attack has no elemental ties and is more like a physical energy. Kit uses it to make armor for herself. The armar also helps to give some stamina to her body and let her move a little faster than normal. It can’t block every hit and eventually wears down like any armor. On the plus side, the swirling mix of light and shadow makes a rather beautiful ensemble.


Weapons:
Kit has always enjoyed using two warfans in her human form. Not only do the blades pose a threat but they can be used to channel wind in an attack of it's own. She has recently been given some fans Justin picked up at the black market. they can turn into dice when tossed in the air and turn back into fans in the same way. They are attuned to their user so only Kit can change thier formsk.

Dice from

Fan form (one like below and one with the colors inverted)




Personality: Regal, disciplined, just. These are a few of the words that come to mind when one meets this woman. She carries herself in an almost noble way and speaks and acts in a similar manner. To those unknown to her she is a little distant although very very kind. She is a force of nature after all, a force of life even. To her one of the most simple joys in life is just watching life happen, especially with those who have souls in perfect balance. Those creatures are few and far between these days but she still has many hope for life. Especially humans, those untapped creatures with the short lifespans who live in the world of magic and either hate it ignore it or master it. If possible she would not go out of her way to hurt a human. Demons though, those are a different matter. It is far too easy of her to judge a demon and feel the need to strike it down, but for Kit’s sake she holds back when she can.

Races she loves and hates aside she is naturally a loner, an observer and when need be an enforcer. If a soul is too much out of balance she will do all she can to try and correct it, a duty from her past usually carried out by her brother. But by no means is she judgmental, she’d rather fix a soul than destroy it. And though she would rather be a loner even she knows when it is time to act upon the world and take her place back in it, not only for Kit’s sake but for the sake of the magical world as well as it is clear to see something is just not right in the land her body once called home. For those that get to know the woman, talk to her, become associated with her, even befriend her, that regal and wise front falls a little and she can talk simply as a friend. A friend who still will carry herself as proud and strong as she can as it is in her blood. However she would love to just talk, laugh and enjoy life as Kit once did, more so to see if the female can return, but also to experience having friends with the ones Kit held so dear, or maybe even get a slice of the mortal life herself.

When she truly opens up,  there is a surprisingly playful nature underneath. Sometimes she will cause a little chaos just to cause it, or put people in situations just to see how they react, more of a force than an observer. And when feeling very playful she has a weakness for puns that those clever mortals seem to crate so easily with their wit of language. With all this pomp and circumstance there is also a rashness within, as well as a nature to act quickly and a very stubborn mind that is by no means easy to say when her hot headed streak emerges.

Light is indeed a long lived traveled soul and a unique mixed bag of her own desires At first she wanted to bring Kit that to bring back the rightful owner of her body. As time went on she lost herself, not meant to be the one on charge. Growing rash and violent she had to be stopped by outside forces to give Kit a chance to take back over. Now that Kit is back in charge Light is once again sleeping deep in the back of Kit’s soul. Part of this is driven by shame and part of it by Kit not wanting to let her back out.

Post Log As of most recent comeback

Post Time Skip

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-- Pre Time Skip--

Old Woman of the Mountain

Soul Food

An unexpected goodbye

Soul's Rest

Chasing Butterflies

Thriving

Tea Time

Baby Boomers

Apex Predator

Dog Days

The Earth spirit: Male. Brown hair and eyes, deep voice. His voice is as all encompassing as a landslide and deep. Stable and strong he tends to be the stoic sort offering advice in a matter of fact way rather than being caught up in emotions. This does not mean he doesn’t care for his followers rather he tries to take an approach with logic and away from the difficulties of emotion. Tends to most often be calm and collected, grounded and sturdy.


The Wind Spirit: Female. Long flowing wind whipped hair and silver green eyes. Often upbeat and comforting, emotional and motherly. Takes a heartfelt approach to things and is not afraid to be a shoulder to lean on. Happy, fast and energetic. Loves to talk away about anything with her followers.


The Water Spirit: Male. Deep dark blue black hair and eyes the color of the purestest of water. Calm cool and collected, with a voice that matches. May come off as a little haughty but means well. Can go from calm to serious in a moment's notice. Likes to talk his followers through their problems letting their emotions flow like water down a stream. Can adapt quickly to the new and unknown.


The Fire Spirit: Female. Fiery amber eyes and hair that runs from red to yellow. Active, strong and warm. Burns with passion and speaks from the heart. Can change from one emotion to the next with ease and can reflect or magnify the emotions of her followers. Loves to get to know the depths of her followers hearts and guide them through complicated emotions.


The Plant Spirit: Female. Leaf green eyes and bark brown hair. Soft, kind, protective and lively. Often takes a maternal approach to things. Has a deep respect for life and a loving nature. Tires to approach everything with kindness and speaks from her heart. Loves to care for her followers as if they were her children.


The Poison Spirit: Male. Deep purple/black hair and luminescent black eyes like a feather of a raven. Calm and quiet though has an edge. Clever and thoughtful. A strategist who won’t hesitate to look for a weakness to exploit. Likes to talk puzzles and riddles with his followers and tires to encourage them to be deep thinkers.


The Lighting Spirit: Female. Light blue eyes and sparkling blond hair. Zippy bubbly and with an excitement and zest for life. Pepy and energetic, depending on the person can leave the conversion with them feeling excited or tired from her fast pace. Likes to talk to her followers about anything and everything and will do her best to amp them up.


The Thunder Spirit: Male. Light brown hair and white eyes. Talkative, booming jovial. Likes to think of the ripples the effect one action has like sound waves traveling from an explosion. Tends to calm down anyone who speaks with him. Likes to talk to his followers about inner peace and has a soft spot for music.


The Light Spirit: Female. Long white hair and eyes. Regal, caring and wise when not in her lost state. A guide of souls who naturally tries to guide any seeking her help. Likes to talk to her followers about anything and everything with a deep love for all living things. Has since been merged with Kit who will step up to the role of guardian for any who need her.


The Dark Spirt: Male. Short black hair and black eyes. Relaxed, casual and talkative. Kind overall and the most misunderstood of the family. Has a similar deep love of life to Light and wishes to guide any of his followers and can talk to them about anything and everything. Though casual he can be serious when need be.