((Mrrr.  Bio tiem~

EDIT-  They can be human, but they mostly consist of animals.  c:

LOLOL, I forgot species.  o_o'  *Edits*))

Name- Alice (Lolol, While looking on a website for an idea for her name I found out that Amber is the 88th most popular name for a girl.  xD)

Age when died- Like, five years old in cat years.  D:  Only a poor toddler. 

Gender- Female

Cause of Death- She wandered onto a shooting range for arrows and she was shot in the head.  o_o

Species- Kitteh 

Personality-  Quiet and reserved.  Even though she looks like a baby she is actually pretty high functioning, mostly due to the fact that she had been in the Spirit Realm for quite some time.  She angers quickly and isn't afraid to take on someone bigger then herself.

Weapon-  A red colored bow and arrow.  Ironic, isn't it?

Looks- A small black cat, with a diaper. (Lolnotreally)  She has yellow eyes, and she has an arrow going right through her head, just below her ears.  Many has tried to remove it, though it seems impossible.  She wears a pack on her back that carries both her bow and her arrows.

History- Not much other then her death.

Other-  She is unable to talk, and is a great shot.

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 Name- "Jack"

 Age when died- Adult.

Gender- Male

Cause of Death- Shot by a hunter.

Species- Grizzly Bear

Personality- Gruff most of the time.  He only talks when needed, and usually is slow moving.  However, when need be, he can become very quick and mean.  He rarely smiles.

Weapon- Two daggers held in sheathers at either side of his waste

Looks- A brown colored bear with matching brown eyes.  He has a bullet wound in his chest, and dried blood around it.  He wears a leather jacket, (Which will be explained in his history.)

History- He was shot by an amateur hunter, who instantly regretted taking the life of the poor bear.  So he took off the leather jacket he was wearing and put it over the bear, so it would be warm when he died, and buried him.  His as.signed bringer to the Spirit realm saw no issue in him taking the leather jacket into the realm with him, since it was, technically, part of his death.

Other- Nope.

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Name- Acorn

Other- Nope~

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Name- Tiwtch (Known as 'Twitch' by most)

Gender- Male

Personality- Paranoid beyond normality.  He is never standing still, and he fears the Spirit Realm with all his heart and soul. 

Projectile- Balls of energy that usually fling him back when he shoots it.

Species- Chihuahua.  8D

Looks- A cream colored chihuahua.  He is very skinny, due to the fact that he worries himself so much that it strains on his health.  He usually has dark circles under his eyes.

History- 

Other- 

((I have a few more characters, but I'll add them later.)) 

((xD Mmkay~))

Alice's tail flicked from side to side as she waited at the gates that served as the entrance to the small town like place that most that resided in the Spirit Realm made their dwelling.  Her eyes were narrowed and her fur was bristled.  Even know she was one of the youngest residents of the Spirit Realm, she was high functioning, even more so then some of the adults who settled there, and she knew that the Spirit Ridders were getting stronger.  She could feel it.  She moved her tail over her bow and arrow case that she carried on her back, just to make sure it was still there.  If anything came, she was ready.

((Neeeya.  Too lazy for the others.  ;p)) 

Mikaela peered out of her window, bending backwards out cheerily, her hood falling down. She smiled upon seeing Alice, the kitten of her neighborhood, and one of Mikaela's dearest friend. She was facing away, so Mikaela smiled and pulled out her crossbow. She quietly loaded it and took a shot right in the back of the head of her friend. "Gotcha!" she said, tumbling out of the window and firing another bolt at Alice playfully. As she came out, one could tell with ease that the bobcat had died in a forest fire. Though she had a lot of her fur still, much of it was charred black and her skin was melted away in places, giving her an alarming appearance.

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Jacoba groaned, exiting his own home and glaring at the two cats. "Keep it down," he rasped, "The Spirit Ridders are only getting more ruthless theses days, you're only going to draw them here."

Alice jumped, then laughed when she realized it was only her friend, Mikaela.  She slid the bow out from the back of her head, feeling no pain at all.  Her friend made her mood rise again, and she was about to take out her bow to shoot back when Jacoba came to ruin the fun.  (xD)  She crossed her arms and eyed him angrily, and if she could talk many bad words would have been flung at him.

"Aw come on Jacoba!  Let the kids have fun."  The cheerful voice of Acorn said as he galloped over to where the two kittens were standing.  "It's always such a dark and dreary place here, it's nice to listen to the sounds of kids laughing and playing, and join in yourself too!"  He swished his skeletal tail, "Just because we're dead doesn't mean we should be depressed!"

((That sounds fun.  o3o  XD))

Alice's smile returned and she managed to sneak in a shot with her own bow at Mikaela's head before it was able to fully reattach itself, laughing playfully.  Sometimes, she thought it was more fun being dead.  She wished the Spirit Ridders could understand that they weren't evil, but some things just couldn't be changed.  She chased the thoughts from her head and again focused on having fun, now wasn't the time to worry.

Acorn nodded approvingly, happy that he was able to make everyone have fun again.  He then smiled mischievously and stood so that he was close to everyone, then shook himself off as much as he could, the water that always seemed to soak his fur soaking everyone else, he laughed and ran off, "Catch me if you can!"  He yelled over his shoulder.

Jack watched the others play from his window.  He didn't not like it, but he didn't really like it either.  He shrugged and walked away, flopping on his bed that always contained a la
yer of dust and taking unsheathing one of his daggers, balancing it on his paw-tip out of boredom.

((Can Kevia's Soul Eater be a dragon? *coughVenuscough*))

Mikaela giggled and shot more bolts at her friends, roaring in laughter any time a fatal wound was delivered, or a wound that would have been fatal if they had not died so many years ago.

Jacoba laughed and raced after the squirrel, flailing his chain randomly and having a wretched time hitting the small beast. 

((8D That'd be cool~))

Tiwtch, or 'Twitch', as most of the others in the Spirit Ridders have come to nickname him, (though they mostly called him that to make fun of him,) watched the Spirit Realm town from his post on a hill.  He fought not to let his arms twitch as he shakily held the spyglas.s telescope that allowed him to watch all that was going on, though it was a little blurry, his fear increasing every moment.  "Why are they killing each other?  I don't understand."  He murmured to himself, "Are they practicing trying to kill us..?"

Alice squealed happily and shot back at her friend, this was the most fun she'd had since she was alive! 

Kevia hummed thoughtfully, audibly, as she tapped her fingers on the stony wall. "It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt," she said, her voice ringing clear through the little spirit village. The monsters, tossing weapons out each other with no caution. They needed to be wiped out. Her dragon, Venus growled, breathing anxiously down her neck in anticipation of sucking the remaining life out of the souls.

Mikaela stood, on edge, halting in her play abruptly. The human proved intimidating, despite her scrawny appearance. She wasn't sure whether it was the glowing longbow in her hands or the snarling dragon behind her, but she shrank away in fear nonetheless.

Jacoba whined in displeasure. "We have to get away," he whispered to the others quietly. 

Acorn stopped dead in his tracks.  (Heh, no pun intended,) his demeanor changing drastically from his hyper activeness.  His paw above the sword that was sheathed behind his back.  His eyes were narrowed and his teeth were bared in a snarl.  His eyes flicked to Jacoba when he spoke, and he nodded slightly in agreement.  "But how do we escape fast enough."  He wasn't worried about them as much as he was worried about Mikaela and Alice, since they were younger, (Even in death,) and may not be able to keep up.

Alice's ears slid back against her head and she took a threatening stance.  She wasn't that intimidating, but the look Twitch gave her made her feel more empowered, like she could take them all on!  The feeling faded when she glanced into the eyes of Venus however, and was replaced quickly by the feeling of impending doom.

Jack's ears pricked and his eyebrow rose with confusion.  It wasn't so much at what he could hear, it was what he couldn't.  The laughter and shouts had stopped abruptly, meaning something wasn't right.  He grabbed the dagger and sheathed it again, creeping to his window an gently bending one of the shades down to peek out, staying silent as he watched the scene that was going on.  If needed, he would help, but it was no use causing more trouble if he left now.

"We could run," Jacoba proposed, sliding his left foot backwards slightly into a more solid stance.

"Don't be a ninny," Mikaela hissed, drawing her crossbow fearlessly.

"Contemplating our ends, are we?" Kevia said, amused. She stepped forward into the light for a moment, revealing dark circles under her eyes from sleepless nights. Her long bow glowed an eerie green color, and lacked arrows entirely. Magic that all the Spirit Ridders carried made them useless. 

"Sometimes the warrior who runs is the true braver one..."  Acorn murmured as he stared at the bow that Kevia grasped.  He was ready to spring away if she used her magic against them, though it probably wouldn't have done any good.

((Nye, failpost.))