Mindslaver

Patriach of my clan, I was once a Guardian, and I dedicated my life to the one I could not save. Life was over, and perchance as if like a dream I was reborn as something new. I could feel it burn within me, life once more. I was Wildclaw, and I ran free feeling the wind, soaring.

I realized with a start, that I did not know who to thank for my transformation? I was offered no explanation, she stepped out from the darkness, wings like a monarch; she was dressed in silver armour. I looked on wary at first but in her hands was a set of bronze that was like her own. "I'd like to offer you a second chance..." she said, and from that moment we set fourth on a New Journey.

Mindslaver is my name, it was not one I gave myself, but one I must wear. She was called Pigeontoe and I could only guess why, her feet often turning in wards much to her displeasure.

We are the leaders of our clan, all those within it look to us to guide them, and while I failed once before I would not fail again, never again.