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Supporting The Mentor

Their Name: Rainer
Their Personality: Rainer is a phox wise beyond his age. He devours knowledge like he requires it to live, and not just what he can read in books - he loves to hear about the experiences of other phoxes. He takes what he learns and uses it to guide others, and if someone needs help, Rainer is more than happy to offer a listening ear or offer helpful advice. Yet, he does not often listen to the advice of others and creates a protective shell around his emotions. He fears getting up and acting, no matter how well thought out the plan may be, because plans can always go wrong. He is afraid of getting hurt or losing the ones he loves, so he tends to freeze and shut down in times of stress.

Their Backstory: It is said that those who can't do, teach. Since he was young, he had felt that way, especially after the accident. It was just a minor thing to fall out of a tree and break a leg as a kit. The healer said it would be no problem to set the bone and have it grow normally. No problem at all, despite the searing pain and the screaming. Despite the weakness, the stiffness, all the struggle... and yet, everyone was surprised when he was left with a permanent limp and the inability to walk any kind of distance without pain. Running was out of the question, and so was long journeys of self-discovery. So Rainer had turned to books and stories. He devoured the knowledge given to him by others, then would share it with anyone who was interested. Before long, he found that others would come to him for knowledge, so he would teach them. He couldn't experience an adventure for himself, but he could help others.

Then, he met HER. She had been clever, beautiful, kind and the most amazing phox he had ever met. Despite her wings that could take her anywhere, she always found her way back to him and brought the most amazing stories with her. Soon, they wanted to start a family, and a quick trip back to cafe granted them this wish.

Her spirit could not be tied down, nor did he want to keep her cooped up. She would continue her adventures while he eagerly awaited the blessings on their bowls to bring forth kits. But, a day's absence turned into a week. Then a month. His beloved mate was gone without a trace.

The day the kits emerged was bittersweet. She was supposed to be beside him to witness it, she was supposed to smile and nuzzle each kit and promise them love and safety. Rainer's heart ached as he did it alone.

He wasn't a bad father, but he was not perfect. Some days his grief was so terrible, he did not want to do anything but curl up in a ball and weep. Other days, he wanted to be in the thick of his children's lives, guiding them whenever they needed help. Despite his days of absence, they grew into themselves and became fine young phoxes. He is incredibly proud of them.

Their Future: Someone who can help him get out of his shell like his old mate could. Interactions with his kits about the good and the bad about his past parenting.

Supporting The Mentor

Their Name: Toadwort
Their Personality: Slugs and snails and pollywog tails. Fungus and wort and lichen! Ferns, flowers, and roots. All of these and more are part of Toadwort’s tools. She is a great old phox, larger than most and certainly scarier than everyone else in the eyes of the pack’s kits. That is, until they get to know her. She is kind and wise. She has done everything they may think of to do, and broken every rule if it wasn’t bent first. She can tell them their future in whichever endeavor they may choose, as if it were magic. Adults, of course, still feel some reverence for her, but the magic is a part of childhood that dies out with age. Insofar as they know. Poor adults. What do they know?

Their Backstory: Listen. Let me tell you a story. Always remember that this story does not have to be yours. It can just be A Story. Once upon a time, amid green curtains of fern and moss, there was a kit with great promise. They came to Toadwort for guidance. It was a long trip and the kit was worse for wear, and for that alone she welcomed the kit inside and offered the greatest hospitality she had to offer. Time passed and the kit came many more times, just before some great adventure. Then came a time when the whole pack was in danger and she came to help in person. Many phoxes were harmed or killed, including Toadwort. No, she did not die, but her ability to help came into question when she lost the use of a leg… And so she went back to her seclusion, feeling that she had let down those she cared about the most. She sat in chilly loneliness and deep heartbreak. Then one day something wonderful happened. A young kit arrived after their difficult journey to her den. And the kit said, “The Hero sent me to you for help; they are my parent.”

Their Future:
- Backstory: I would love it if the kit who originally came to her was her own kit, The Warrior. It can be any adventure that changes The Warrior’s life. And their kit an come, or not. We can definitely plot about that. Not required, of course.

- It would be nice if there was someone left of the pack who believes in her, and comes to visit sometimes. Maybe it’s a friend, or eventual mate, or just someone who feels sorry for her.

- Dat Leg: I would like to earn enough RP points to give her a bionic or just brass leg. With some scarring shown peeking past the top of the prosthetic.

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Helping The Child

Their Name: Bloodmoon
Their Personality: Bloodmoon is quite energetic in mind. He loves nature and he loves you, in the way some people can love everybody and each as an individual. Without The Lover he can become rather morbid, but he is just as happy to spend his days in the throes of innocent joy. He is prone to laughter, and if something seems particularly funny he will laugh a little too long. He looks forward to each day as this one will be different from all the rest, just like all phoxes are individual and fascinating. He does not mind being rather weak in form, as his mind makes up for it. He trusts himself to get out of trouble as quickly as he got into trouble. No? Well that’s just a lesson he will have to learn.

Their Backstory: Bloodmoon is still very young. Yet, he has survived more than his fair share. Sometime in the first half year of his life, he witnessed violence and the death of his parents. The details scarred his eyes, so to speak, and he sees their demise when he closes his eyes. “I wonder what The Lover will look like, deceased?” This is not that story. This story is how Bloodmoon meets a friend who brings some innocence back to his life. “Hello, my friend. The Lover is the dearest person in my life. They have brought the Breath of Spring and the Colors of Childhood back to me.” In that way, Bloodmoon has become The Child Again.

Their Future:
- Scars: he will earn them. This will happen especially when he realizes that his mind is not as all-powerful as he thought. His body will suffer that lesson.

- The Lover: Getting to know The Lover better than he does now. Going on adventures. Causing mischief. Getting into trouble. Maybe a little romance in the future? Or maybe a stronger blood-bond sibling type of relationship!

- The Family (or a pack): It would be nice if he could be adopted in and belong to something greater than his curiosity.

- The Creator: What if he applied his morbid fantasies to mechanical objects? Or whatever else The Creator does. Maybe?

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Assisting The Creator

Their Name: Glintheart
Their Personality: Glintheart has a rare talent to view something in his head, and then make it a reality. He loved nothing more than to show off his latest gadget, and witness the lightbulb behind the eyes go off when they understood how it worked. He liked to teach young kits how to tinker. Pull it apart and build it back together. He never got tired of it. Perhaps he should become a teacher or a mentor. (Such as, for The Child.) He wants to create something of a legacy, but isn’t sure what that should be, just yet. Perhaps a great pho machine would be good. Or...

Their Backstory: They were small machines, his gadgets. Nothing he could live off of the proceeds, let alone raise a family. That is, not until a very powerful party gave him an offer he couldn’t refuse. He always took for granted that his family loved him and would always be there to forgive him from being tardy, or forgetful, or a bit unwashed. Smudged with grease and metallic dust. Clearly his alienation of his family and friends was not on purpose, it was that his obsessions were all consuming. Sometimes his mate wished they hadn’t met, but he would never know that. One day his best friend died. He had been ill for a long time, lingering, before finally losing his personal war over life. Glintheart was practically destroyed. But, what did he do?

Their Future:
- Dead Friend: Perhaps this Phox can come back. Perhaps we don’t want this to happen. (If this does not jive with shop lore, no worries.)

- Fed Up: Does his family get fed up and leave? Mom leaves with the kids? Or maybe he has learned his lesson and will cherish the family he has left. Or maybe he decided to, but Mom doesn’t believe him anymore. Will he have to start over?

- Apprentice: At some point, he should have one. Or three.

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Aiding The Caregiver

Their Name: Softpaw
Their Personality: Generosity and Selflessness are Softpaw’s middle names! Let’s see, would that be “Softpaw Generous Selflessness” or “Softpaw Selfless Generosity” ? She is prone to doing too much for her siblings. Perhaps she has to do mending, or replace a chopstick. Perhaps she cooks the meals. Or she gathers the limes from the tree. She goes to bed each night completely exhausted and doesn’t really understand when people talk of their weird dreams from the night before. The Mentor trusts her absolutely to watch the other two kids while The Mentor is working– doing what? Who can say. Does Softpaw even know? One big thing about Softpaw is that she is not resentful of her jobs. She loves her family and thinks that giving of herself is just an expression of her love for them.

Their Backstory: This phox practically raised their siblings! Wait, but where was the parent? Well, as pups, it was all they knew that their parent, The Mentor, was everyone’s mentor! These pups had to share their parent with everyone else. And once they were old enough, they had no say. It was all up to Softpaw to guide them. An important part of the pack, they often watched their parent from afar, as opposed to right up close. Softpaw felt a lingering bleeding hollowness inside when she turned back to her siblings and helped them get some food to eat. Or maybe they were going to bed. She told them stories about how great their parent was when The Mentor was younger. Now, of course, they walked with a limp and could not hunt, but once they were of great prowess. Or perhaps they had a job to do, three pups, and she was the dependable one. (It can all be worked out with plotting and RP)

Their Future:
- Sibling Plots! : Would love to plot the future with Softpaw’s siblings. Go on adventures and get into trouble.

- The Mentor: I would like her to see The Mentor in a different light. Maybe in a moment of weakness, that she has to realize The Mentor is a phox just like her, with moments of weakness, and help them. And then, maybe The Mentor will thank her for being such a big and important part of her family’s life. Not just the cubs, but The Mentor’s life too.

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