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Description
General Information
Name: Dullahan
Name meaning: headless rider, usually on a black horse, who holds their head under one arm. (Celtic origin?)
Formerly known as: Claire
Nicknames: Dulle, Bear, Tails (Lucius only ;u; )
Species: Cougar x Tiger x Snow leopard
Appearance: Short, big paws, lots of fluff, large round ears and a really long, thick tail.
Physical Description:
Brown base coat with a lighter blanket marking and saturated orange, burred dorsal stripe and darker rosette, spot and stripe markings. Her eyes are an odd silvery-blue.
   Gender: Female
Rank: Hunter
Age:
   Starting: Newborn (TRD) 2 years (EBC)
Birthdate: Feb. 19th 45 BC (2016)
   Current: 2 years 0 months (Feb. 2018)

Traits:
  Dominant: Duel-toned pelt, stripes, Light underbelly and chest
   Recessive: Silvery-blue eyes, stocky build, long tail, dark tail tip
   Carrier: blue eyes, orange colouration, white colouration, green eyes, fangs, cream coloration
   Mutations: none

Armor: simple leather armor with green accents
Accessories: Cloak, animal tails, two owl feathers, deer antlers
Items: ^^^ ^^^
Mentors: N/A
Apprentices: N/A
Personality and Biography
Personality:

Brave | Loyal | Strong-willed | Courageous | Quiet | Ambivert | Dis-trusting | Approachable
[Demanding]
"Give me the prey!"
Bear can be very rude when it comes to asking for favors. She would rather shout out orders than to be polite about it.
[Courageous]
"I got this!"
Bear is fearless, and will act without hesitation if she needs to.
[Greedy]
"Give, give!"
Bear loves gems, food, cloth, and anything shiny or edible. She'll stash things away where only she can get them.
[Nosy]
"What are you up to? Huhhhh? I'll tell Auntie Lene you're being mean if you dont tell me!"
Bear wants to know everything that everyone is doing, and will go to extreme measures to make sure she knows whats going on.
[Brave]
"I'll do it, scaredy cats!"
Bear, as stated before, is fearless and will do anything. She'll climb the biggest rock, the tallest tree, whatever she must to be braver and stronger than her siblings.
[Loyal]
"I've got your back, its okay."
Despite all her annoying traits, shes the most loyal cat in every sense of the word. She'll stand beside her comrades to the very end, without backing down.
[Lazy]
"Can you get that for me, I dont want to walk."
Bear hates being active, and would love to sleep all day in the sun or wrapped up in a cozy blanket.

[Strong-Willed]

"I dont care what you say, I'm going after those wolves whether you help or not!"
Dulle is willing to go against the word of her superiors if she believes she's doing the right thing. She's usually confident in her choices, and will believe in them whole-heartedly.
[Quiet]

"Example"
Dulle doesnt often start conversations or speak loudly. She's often talked over, though she doesnt mind.

[Ambivert]

"Example"
Dulle isnt an introvert, nor is she an extrovert. She's perfectly willing to interact with others, or spend some quiet time with Wyndigo. Due to her approachable nature, she's often dragged into groups for conversation and gets along with most other cats.

[Distrusting]

"Example"
Because of her past, with her family betrayal, she isnt likely to trust anyone except Wyndigo, and anyone who can get close to her. Despite this, she's still an approachable, kind feline with a welcoming air to her.

[Approachable]

"Example"
Though she doesnt trust anyone, she's still a seemingly approachable, welcoming feline. She doesnt do anything to try and let others know she doesnt bite, but they still tend to feel comfortable around the quiet hybrid.
History:

Claire was born as an Oluman, and the daughter of Mourey and Adriadna. She was born not long after a recruitment, of sorts. She and her three siblings, Aurora, Mykola and Kato, all of which she loves dearly. In her month of being alive, she's met almost no one due to her lazy personality and preference for sitting around and chatting rather than playing active games.
Not too long after her birth, about 4 months, her father was killed by Lene, Claire's aunt. Adriadna waged war on Lene, and Claire became fearful and stressed. She would get stomach aches and headaches, and so she was given herbs every now and then to help. Herbs to calm her down and reduce pain and aches. Her nightly wishing good luck on her family with a lick on the head and a silent vigil in their den became ritual, and no one knew of her habits. She would leave the den everynight to get away from Olum, laying in the grass with the night matriarchs watching over her. Even at her young age, she understood what was happening. Her family was broken. Mourey was gone, Lene murdered him and Adriadna started a war against the matriarch.

One night, less than a month after her father's death, after Claire's ritual she lay under a dead bush when she decided she couldnt live in Olum, not like this, and not long after her decision, as if by fate, a pitch black figure appeared in the distance. Two glowing blue-green eyes rested on her, and Claire froze. Before she could gather her thoughts and leave, the feline was in front of her with a concerned look.
"You look lost, wheres your family?" "Do you need help finding them?" The black feline asked her questions, and when Claire said nothing, the feline sat next to her. Finally Claire could move. She darted, back home. Her relaxing was cut short, but that was okay because the next time she could get a chance, she was going to leave.

The next day Claire gathered up much needed materials. A small satchel, some food to last her a day or two, and herbs that she'd been given when she was injured or sick. Only ones she remembered, which were few but enough for the time being. She hid her stash in a little nook at the base of a tree, around the roots.

That night she preformed her ritual one last time and left, grabbing her satchel and strapping it to her back leg. She walked as far as she could and then, before dawn, found a spot to sleep. It was outside Olum territory. A small cave just big enough for Claire and her belongings, the entrance covered in ivy and bracken. Claire gathered some moss from outside to make a temporary nest, her cloak wasnt enough to keep her from the cold, hard stone floor. She stayed there for the night and continued travelling, eating a few of her herbs to keep her strength up and resisting the slight urge to eat. Her food was to be eaten when she absolutely needed it. she kept travelling at a decent pace, and by noon she stopped to eat. In the shelter of a tree she ate a small amount of the food she carried with her.

She continued traveling, and came across a small pack of wolves. Three wolves, one being no more than a yearling, who all took notice of the cub. Almost instantly they had her cornered and Claire couldnt do anything. The Alpha, the smaller of the two adults, gave Claire a nasty scratch along the side of her face and a torn ear. Before they could injure her too badly, a black figure appeared out of nowhere. Scaring off the wolves with a low growl, and killing the younger wolf as it tried to snap and attack Claire. The two remaining wolves fled, and the black figure was at Claire's side, pulling herbs out of a small pouch and inspecting the wounds. Claire fell unconscious due to pain, and when she awoke she had bandages along her eye and side, and her poultices on her ear. The black feline was no where to be seen, and so Claire sat up and inspected her surroundings. She was in a small cave, in a nest lined with moss and feathers and a wolf pelt - the wolf pelt from the yearling that attacked her before. The wolf tail set to the side with her cloak, satchel and other animal tails. The black figure came back not long after with two large hares dangling from her jaws, she set one at Claire's paws and settled down in front of the cub to eat her own hare.

Claire dared not ask any questions, so she simply ate her hare in silence. Then the feline spoke. "How'd you sleep?" Was all she said, and Claire shrugged stiffly. "Good.. I guess."

They finished their rabbits and the feline set the fluffy white rabbit tail at Claire's paws. It reminded the cub of her old friend in the Olum, Cecil, who had a rabbit tail all the time. Claire licked it clean and set it beside her, and then collected the tail from her own hare, doing the same with that one.
"I didnt need your help, you know." Claire said finally, standing up. She instantly regretted getting up when her head started pounding and her legs gave out on her. She plopped back down with a frown, though that hurt too. The feline said nothing, and so Claire couldnt think of anything else to say except "Who are you?" and then the feline turned.
"I'm Thisbe, but most call me Wyndigo. You may call me whichever you like." She responded, padding closer with more herbs and fresh bandages. "Sit still." She said while unwrapping the bandages around Claire's face. They fell to the floor and Claire could see the blood on them, she blinked a few times and closed her good eye. She still had a little bit of vision, seeing lights and shadows and shapes. Then Wyndigo, or Thisbe, spit an herb poultice onto the new bandages and wrapped them around the wound again, covering her eye.

The next day Claire woke up, and Wyndigo was asleep beside her, laying on her own wolf pelt. Claire got up, slowly, and yawned. She felt better, but hungry. "Wyndigo." She mumbled, prodding the black feline between the shoulders. "I'm hungry."

Later that day Claire was able to get up and walk around. "I'm going to keep travelling, and I dont need you to protect me!" She said as Wyndigo opened her mouth to object. Claire was on her way, her four new tails (A deer tail added from her morning meal) and wolf pelt all on her back, her cloak rested over the pelt and the tails added with the others. Wyndigo had gathered her things and followed a little ways behind Claire, not trying to hide like before.
"Leave me alone." The cub yelled behind her, lashing her long tail. But Wyndigo stayed close.

Claire found shelter for the night, and it had started raining. Wyndigo joined her in the small makeshift den. It was too small for the two to make separate nests, and so they had to sleep with their pelts brushed close together. Claire realized she didnt mind too much, and was thankful for the warmth, food, and medicine Wyndigo had given her. Though they didnt talk much, Claire understood this cat's good intention.

Over night Claire thought of a new name, she couldnt be linked to the Matriarch in any way. Faun, no.. Cade.. no way. Salik? Maybe.. Dullahan... The old Celtic tale she over heard being spoken about. Yes, Dullahan.

The next morning Dullahan was awoken by Wyndigo moving around in the small den. When Dullahan sat up, Wyndigo had more herbs and bandages ready. She did the same as before, and Dullahan tested her vision again. No better, no worse.
"Whats your name? Are you lost?" Wyndigo asked as she wrapped the bandages around.
"I'm Cl-- Dullahan, and no I'm not lost!" She hissed, flinching back once the bandages had been wrapped, She'd almost said her old name.

It'd been nearly three months, and Wyn still followed Dullahan around to make sure she was okay and healing well. The cub, now 8 months old, had warmed up to Wyndigo and the pair became close. They were nearing their destination, and Wyndigo had allowed Dullahan to take off her bandages, with the promise that she'll apply herb poultices on every other day to keep the now scarring wound from getting infected. One night after making a small den, Dulle snuck out while Wyn was sleeping. Much like she had done to her family back in Olum. She left Wyn a gift message, one Wyn would understand, letting Wyn know she would be back. And then Dulle ran. Back home, to say goodbye. Without stopping, well not during the day unless to eat, she made it back to Olum and found her sister. After a confrontation Dulle left the same night she made it back, leaving a broken Aurora in her wake. She made her way, more slowly, back to Wyndigo.

Dulle found that Wyndigo had waited for her. Dulle only gave Wyn an apologetic look. "Did you find what you were looking for?" Wyn asked, and Dulle shook her head. Wyndigo offered the young feline some food and they didnt travel that night.

They stayed in the same den for another year, and finally Dulle decided she wanted to live in the city. She couldnt stand the thought that maybe these empires would be exactly like her old home in the Olum - full of Traitors and an unwillingness to see past their own noses.
After a long heart to heart with her guardian, the two parted ways. They still loved eachother very much, but Wyn was set on joining the empires and Dulle the hunters.

Dulle travelled on her own for a few more months before a human found her and 'captured' her. They ended up keeping her for her generally quiet and secluded nature, and entered her into the Bounty Hunter program to earn extra money, on top of the colosseum cats he already owned.

Wyn had told Dulle about the hunters a little bit. How they were her family.. Or well, her family was a bounty hunter. Upon arriving in Massilia and becoming a hunter, she met Azrael. The.. Patriach? Or Leader as he called himself. Despite her outward, and inward, opinions of him, she quickly realized that deep in her heart she'd respect him and she'd have his back if he ever needed it. Though she'd never admit or show it, she was loyal to the hunters. Or, at the very least, their leader.
Family and Relationships
Family

Mother: Adriadna | Dead? |
Adoptive:
Wyndigo | Alive |
Father: Mourey | Dead
Siblings:
  Sister: Aurora | Alive | TRD Olum
  Brothers: Noah | Dead |
Kato | dead? |
Mykola | Alive | TRD Olum

Mate: None
Cubs: None

Other:
Her right eye can see shadows and light, and the occasional silhouette, so its not completely blind !!

Random Facts, Quirks, and Fears
Dulle collects tails, pelts and other animal parts, because they remind her of her family when they were still all together and happy.
Dullahan cant ever imagine going back to a place like Olum, and its the main reason she refused to join the empires - for fear they would be exactly like the olum.

Description
General Information
Name: Dullahan
Name meaning: headless rider, usually on a black horse, who holds their head under one arm. (Celtic origin?)
Formerly known as: Claire
Nicknames: Dulle, Bear, Tails (Lucius only ;u; )
Species: Cougar x Tiger x Snow leopard
Appearance: Short, big paws, lots of fluff, large round ears and a really long, thick tail.
Physical Description:
Brown base coat with a lighter blanket marking and saturated orange, burred dorsal stripe and darker rosette, spot and stripe markings. Her eyes are an odd silvery-blue.
   Gender: Female
Rank: Hunter
Age:
   Starting: Newborn (TRD) 2 years (EBC)
Birthdate: Feb. 19th 45 BC (2016)
   Current: 2 years 0 months (Feb. 2018)

Traits:
  Dominant: Duel-toned pelt, stripes, Light underbelly and chest
   Recessive: Silvery-blue eyes, stocky build, long tail, dark tail tip
   Carrier: blue eyes, orange colouration, white colouration, green eyes, fangs, cream coloration
   Mutations: none

Armor: simple leather armor with green accents
Accessories: Cloak, animal tails, two owl feathers, deer antlers
Items: ^^^ ^^^
Mentors: N/A
Apprentices: N/A
Personality and Biography
Personality:

Brave | Loyal | Strong-willed | Courageous | Quiet | Ambivert | Dis-trusting | Approachable
[Demanding]
"Give me the prey!"
Bear can be very rude when it comes to asking for favors. She would rather shout out orders than to be polite about it.
[Courageous]
"I got this!"
Bear is fearless, and will act without hesitation if she needs to.
[Greedy]
"Give, give!"
Bear loves gems, food, cloth, and anything shiny or edible. She'll stash things away where only she can get them.
[Nosy]
"What are you up to? Huhhhh? I'll tell Auntie Lene you're being mean if you dont tell me!"
Bear wants to know everything that everyone is doing, and will go to extreme measures to make sure she knows whats going on.
[Brave]
"I'll do it, scaredy cats!"
Bear, as stated before, is fearless and will do anything. She'll climb the biggest rock, the tallest tree, whatever she must to be braver and stronger than her siblings.
[Loyal]
"I've got your back, its okay."
Despite all her annoying traits, shes the most loyal cat in every sense of the word. She'll stand beside her comrades to the very end, without backing down.
[Lazy]
"Can you get that for me, I dont want to walk."
Bear hates being active, and would love to sleep all day in the sun or wrapped up in a cozy blanket.

[Strong-Willed]

"I dont care what you say, I'm going after those wolves whether you help or not!"
Dulle is willing to go against the word of her superiors if she believes she's doing the right thing. She's usually confident in her choices, and will believe in them whole-heartedly.
[Quiet]

"Example"
Dulle doesnt often start conversations or speak loudly. She's often talked over, though she doesnt mind.

[Ambivert]

"Example"
Dulle isnt an introvert, nor is she an extrovert. She's perfectly willing to interact with others, or spend some quiet time with Wyndigo. Due to her approachable nature, she's often dragged into groups for conversation and gets along with most other cats.

[Distrusting]

"Example"
Because of her past, with her family betrayal, she isnt likely to trust anyone except Wyndigo, and anyone who can get close to her. Despite this, she's still an approachable, kind feline with a welcoming air to her.

[Approachable]

"Example"
Though she doesnt trust anyone, she's still a seemingly approachable, welcoming feline. She doesnt do anything to try and let others know she doesnt bite, but they still tend to feel comfortable around the quiet hybrid.
History:

Claire was born as an Oluman, and the daughter of Mourey and Adriadna. She was born not long after a recruitment, of sorts. She and her three siblings, Aurora, Mykola and Kato, all of which she loves dearly. In her month of being alive, she's met almost no one due to her lazy personality and preference for sitting around and chatting rather than playing active games.
Not too long after her birth, about 4 months, her father was killed by Lene, Claire's aunt. Adriadna waged war on Lene, and Claire became fearful and stressed. She would get stomach aches and headaches, and so she was given herbs every now and then to help. Herbs to calm her down and reduce pain and aches. Her nightly wishing good luck on her family with a lick on the head and a silent vigil in their den became ritual, and no one knew of her habits. She would leave the den everynight to get away from Olum, laying in the grass with the night matriarchs watching over her. Even at her young age, she understood what was happening. Her family was broken. Mourey was gone, Lene murdered him and Adriadna started a war against the matriarch.

One night, less than a month after her father's death, after Claire's ritual she lay under a dead bush when she decided she couldnt live in Olum, not like this, and not long after her decision, as if by fate, a pitch black figure appeared in the distance. Two glowing blue-green eyes rested on her, and Claire froze. Before she could gather her thoughts and leave, the feline was in front of her with a concerned look.
"You look lost, wheres your family?" "Do you need help finding them?" The black feline asked her questions, and when Claire said nothing, the feline sat next to her. Finally Claire could move. She darted, back home. Her relaxing was cut short, but that was okay because the next time she could get a chance, she was going to leave.

The next day Claire gathered up much needed materials. A small satchel, some food to last her a day or two, and herbs that she'd been given when she was injured or sick. Only ones she remembered, which were few but enough for the time being. She hid her stash in a little nook at the base of a tree, around the roots.

That night she preformed her ritual one last time and left, grabbing her satchel and strapping it to her back leg. She walked as far as she could and then, before dawn, found a spot to sleep. It was outside Olum territory. A small cave just big enough for Claire and her belongings, the entrance covered in ivy and bracken. Claire gathered some moss from outside to make a temporary nest, her cloak wasnt enough to keep her from the cold, hard stone floor. She stayed there for the night and continued travelling, eating a few of her herbs to keep her strength up and resisting the slight urge to eat. Her food was to be eaten when she absolutely needed it. she kept travelling at a decent pace, and by noon she stopped to eat. In the shelter of a tree she ate a small amount of the food she carried with her.

She continued traveling, and came across a small pack of wolves. Three wolves, one being no more than a yearling, who all took notice of the cub. Almost instantly they had her cornered and Claire couldnt do anything. The Alpha, the smaller of the two adults, gave Claire a nasty scratch along the side of her face and a torn ear. Before they could injure her too badly, a black figure appeared out of nowhere. Scaring off the wolves with a low growl, and killing the younger wolf as it tried to snap and attack Claire. The two remaining wolves fled, and the black figure was at Claire's side, pulling herbs out of a small pouch and inspecting the wounds. Claire fell unconscious due to pain, and when she awoke she had bandages along her eye and side, and her poultices on her ear. The black feline was no where to be seen, and so Claire sat up and inspected her surroundings. She was in a small cave, in a nest lined with moss and feathers and a wolf pelt - the wolf pelt from the yearling that attacked her before. The wolf tail set to the side with her cloak, satchel and other animal tails. The black figure came back not long after with two large hares dangling from her jaws, she set one at Claire's paws and settled down in front of the cub to eat her own hare.

Claire dared not ask any questions, so she simply ate her hare in silence. Then the feline spoke. "How'd you sleep?" Was all she said, and Claire shrugged stiffly. "Good.. I guess."

They finished their rabbits and the feline set the fluffy white rabbit tail at Claire's paws. It reminded the cub of her old friend in the Olum, Cecil, who had a rabbit tail all the time. Claire licked it clean and set it beside her, and then collected the tail from her own hare, doing the same with that one.
"I didnt need your help, you know." Claire said finally, standing up. She instantly regretted getting up when her head started pounding and her legs gave out on her. She plopped back down with a frown, though that hurt too. The feline said nothing, and so Claire couldnt think of anything else to say except "Who are you?" and then the feline turned.
"I'm Thisbe, but most call me Wyndigo. You may call me whichever you like." She responded, padding closer with more herbs and fresh bandages. "Sit still." She said while unwrapping the bandages around Claire's face. They fell to the floor and Claire could see the blood on them, she blinked a few times and closed her good eye. She still had a little bit of vision, seeing lights and shadows and shapes. Then Wyndigo, or Thisbe, spit an herb poultice onto the new bandages and wrapped them around the wound again, covering her eye.

The next day Claire woke up, and Wyndigo was asleep beside her, laying on her own wolf pelt. Claire got up, slowly, and yawned. She felt better, but hungry. "Wyndigo." She mumbled, prodding the black feline between the shoulders. "I'm hungry."

Later that day Claire was able to get up and walk around. "I'm going to keep travelling, and I dont need you to protect me!" She said as Wyndigo opened her mouth to object. Claire was on her way, her four new tails (A deer tail added from her morning meal) and wolf pelt all on her back, her cloak rested over the pelt and the tails added with the others. Wyndigo had gathered her things and followed a little ways behind Claire, not trying to hide like before.
"Leave me alone." The cub yelled behind her, lashing her long tail. But Wyndigo stayed close.

Claire found shelter for the night, and it had started raining. Wyndigo joined her in the small makeshift den. It was too small for the two to make separate nests, and so they had to sleep with their pelts brushed close together. Claire realized she didnt mind too much, and was thankful for the warmth, food, and medicine Wyndigo had given her. Though they didnt talk much, Claire understood this cat's good intention.

Over night Claire thought of a new name, she couldnt be linked to the Matriarch in any way. Faun, no.. Cade.. no way. Salik? Maybe.. Dullahan... The old Celtic tale she over heard being spoken about. Yes, Dullahan.

The next morning Dullahan was awoken by Wyndigo moving around in the small den. When Dullahan sat up, Wyndigo had more herbs and bandages ready. She did the same as before, and Dullahan tested her vision again. No better, no worse.
"Whats your name? Are you lost?" Wyndigo asked as she wrapped the bandages around.
"I'm Cl-- Dullahan, and no I'm not lost!" She hissed, flinching back once the bandages had been wrapped, She'd almost said her old name.

It'd been nearly three months, and Wyn still followed Dullahan around to make sure she was okay and healing well. The cub, now 8 months old, had warmed up to Wyndigo and the pair became close. They were nearing their destination, and Wyndigo had allowed Dullahan to take off her bandages, with the promise that she'll apply herb poultices on every other day to keep the now scarring wound from getting infected. One night after making a small den, Dulle snuck out while Wyn was sleeping. Much like she had done to her family back in Olum. She left Wyn a gift message, one Wyn would understand, letting Wyn know she would be back. And then Dulle ran. Back home, to say goodbye. Without stopping, well not during the day unless to eat, she made it back to Olum and found her sister. After a confrontation Dulle left the same night she made it back, leaving a broken Aurora in her wake. She made her way, more slowly, back to Wyndigo.

Dulle found that Wyndigo had waited for her. Dulle only gave Wyn an apologetic look. "Did you find what you were looking for?" Wyn asked, and Dulle shook her head. Wyndigo offered the young feline some food and they didnt travel that night.

They stayed in the same den for another year, and finally Dulle decided she wanted to live in the city. She couldnt stand the thought that maybe these empires would be exactly like her old home in the Olum - full of Traitors and an unwillingness to see past their own noses.
After a long heart to heart with her guardian, the two parted ways. They still loved eachother very much, but Wyn was set on joining the empires and Dulle the hunters.

Dulle travelled on her own for a few more months before a human found her and 'captured' her. They ended up keeping her for her generally quiet and secluded nature, and entered her into the Bounty Hunter program to earn extra money, on top of the colosseum cats he already owned.

Wyn had told Dulle about the hunters a little bit. How they were her family.. Or well, her family was a bounty hunter. Upon arriving in Massilia and becoming a hunter, she met Azrael. The.. Patriach? Or Leader as he called himself. Despite her outward, and inward, opinions of him, she quickly realized that deep in her heart she'd respect him and she'd have his back if he ever needed it. Though she'd never admit or show it, she was loyal to the hunters. Or, at the very least, their leader.
Family and Relationships
Family

Mother: Adriadna | Dead? |
Adoptive:
Wyndigo | Alive |
Father: Mourey | Dead
Siblings:
  Sister: Aurora | Alive | TRD Olum
  Brothers: Noah | Dead |
Kato | dead? |
Mykola | Alive | TRD Olum

Mate: None
Cubs: None

Other:
Her right eye can see shadows and light, and the occasional silhouette, so its not completely blind !!

Random Facts, Quirks, and Fears
Dulle collects tails, pelts and other animal parts, because they remind her of her family when they were still all together and happy.
Dullahan cant ever imagine going back to a place like Olum, and its the main reason she refused to join the empires - for fear they would be exactly like the olum.