Acherontia

No one in the clan really associates with Ache. He tends to be morose, somber, and a touch on the side of macabre. He is not to say, violent, or even particularly one to cause harm to others, but he does stare to long rotting animals and talk to fondly to found bones. He distances himself from the rest of the clan so much so that many wonder why he even bothers staying. But his place is right where he is, in Erothene's clan. He was one of the first to rally to Erothene and begin building the lair from the ground up. His interest in the cadaverous and morbid put him right at home in the company of the plague bringers, and Erothene has always found a bit of humor to watching his peculiar friend and his peculiar ways.
Ache's little corner of the lair is filled with bones, dried wood, feathers, and other miscellaneous bits of dead things. Tiny things are his favourite to collect. As well as, surprisingly, living plants. He loves flowers, vines, moss, and lichens and has a small collection of self sustaining terrariums that he seems to spend hours on end watching.