Mars

Mars is a stray and always has been. He doesn't recall how he winded up in an Ice territory, being raised by Ice Natives. All he knows is that his Dark Purple Eyes are nothing like the shimmering Sky Blue eyes all around him. He felt blessed and lucky, but at the same time guilty; like he was a burden to Sull and Irving, his adoptive parents. He also felt like he had no purpose, most of the clan worked circles around him. Mars found asylum by hanging around Malachite, the clans leader. They both were pretty helpless, the only difference was Malachite had Alusair, his mate. The naive Wildclaw thought that maybe if he found a female to settle down with then he wouldn't be absolutely helpless. He started courting Branwen who had scavenged him boots and gloves but the Medic passive aggressively warned him off behind closed doors. He was hopeless once more until he noticed a new Coatl popping up around camp. She was carefree and happy, always helping others and playing in the snow. Mars had no clue how to approach here though and kept his distance. A Nature Grown Wildclaw arrived at the clan one day and immediately Mars took a liking to him. He had a strange accent that he'd enjoy hearing everyday and soon they males were inseparable. Mars talked about the Coatl everyday and soon they found her name was Nifsara. Around that time a second Wildclaw, this one scarred and armored appeared in the clan looking for a role, he was of the Lightening Clan. Soon Phelix was widdled in with Janko and Mars. Both the Lightening and Nature Wildclaws tried to get him to associate with the Coatl who flaunted her feathers around the clan. One day, when the three were going to pickup their Caimans, the pretty coatl sat with Remi, the familiar sitter. This was the first time they spoke and it was brief but the ice was broken. Soon Mars was bombarded by the hyper Coatl frequently, she was happy and he was in love.