Name: Quitia (pronounced kyee-sh-ya)

Species: Half Elf

Gender: Female

Powers: Can manipulate shadows and communicate with them. Natural Elvin grace and preternatural speed, hearing, and smell.

Weakness: Light. It chases away her shadows. She's also very prone to sunburns. Also can't see very well generally, wears spectacles.

Appearance: Incredibly long black hair, often braided to keep from dragging on the ground. Slightly pointed ears, pale complexion. Fine, beautiful features. Often wears slender, dark armor that glimmers iridescent in the light. The material itself is stronger than any metal known to humankind. The armor is carved with graceful, swirling designs and patterns. Quitia carries her longbow, broadsword, and bandalier of daggers with her at all times. Her arrows are fletched with owl feathers for silent flight.

Personality: Morbid and brooding, but can be quite rambunctious and wild. Bitter at the world. She can be kind, loyal, and gentle if given a chance. Argumentative and quick to anger, and very slow to forgive. Can hold grudges FOREVER. Cunning and whip-smart, her sarcasm and quips are as sharp as her blade.

Backstory: Abandoned by her father, her mother died while giving birth to her. The elves saw her and her dark hair as a curse, and cast her out of their society for the humans to raise. But the humans shunned her for her fine face, willow build, and pointy ears. She was taken in by guards, and raised in the barracks with about thirty men. She referred to all of them as "Uncle" or "Sir". They taught her the ways of the sword, the bow, and other weapons, but for her more feminine wiles, they asked the courtesans for help. She preferred the weapons of steel over the weapons of silk, though, and always played and tussle with the boys. As she grew older, she became the finest young warrior the human kingdoms had seen. She quickly rose in the ranks, from soldier, to commander, to lieutenant, to captain, to the youngest General in a century. However, when the elves attacked, entire platoons of her men and women were wiped out. She lost hundreds of thousands. When the kingdom she had fought for finally fell, she was outcast once again, the 23 year old exiled general, to wander around the kingdoms, searching for a purpose once more.

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Name: Nightfrost 'Mouseheart'

Clan: Shadowclan

Personality: Nightfrost is a sweet she-cat that completely sticks out from the rest of her clan, she is notably a lot kinder than most of her Shadowclan Clanmates. She is rather selfless in her actions, often putting her clan and others(even Loners and Kittypets) before her own well-being. This has earned her the title 'Mouseheart' amongst her clanmates. Nightfrost is very outspoken, often stating what she thinks and means directly.

Appearance: A fluffy, silver tabby she-cat with almost chimera-like markings, the fur on her neck and head is black, while the rest of her body is silver. She has abnormally long whiskers and teeth that stick out of her mouth. She has long fluffy white tips at the end of her ears. She is also a lot larger than most she-cats in her clan.

Backstory: It is rumored that Nightfrost initially came from Windclan, or was mothered by a she-cat in Windclan. Nobody has ever confirmed that theory because Nightfrost's father, Toadeyes, has always shut it down. Other than that, Nightfrost lived a fairly normal clan-cat life.

Character Initially Designed by Fenbound(https://toyhou.se/Fenbound)
Proof of character being owned by me on my TH(https://toyhou.se/3349634.baron-nightfrost)

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