Name: Fantôme
Meaning: French for "Spirit"
Gender: Male
Type: Ghost Morpho Butterfly
Temper: Mysterious
Mate: Vue Sang
Familiar: Taranis
Bio: Fantome is the Head of the Cradle island herd. He recently came to the island with the rest of the herd, assuming his son cirocco had failed in his goal to find a new home and return to them safely. He is currently unaware that cirocco has fallen in love with a mare and has sence started his family, in all honestly he belives his son to have died. It has always been common knowledge that Cirocco would be mated to another butterfly of the herd and produce more children, so it was not even a thought that cirocco might have started a family.
He is the calm, quiet, collected half to his mate Vue Sang. He rarely speaks, and is always a source for wisdom if he feels you you are in need of it.
Family: Cirocco ( Son ) Mittrei ( Daughter ) Vue Sang ( Mate ) Marcellin ( Grandon ) Papilleon ( Grandson ) Luciole ( Grandaughter )
Name: Cirocco
Meaning: Italian for "Ancient Wind"
Gender: Male
Type: Madagascar Moon Moth
Temper: Mystic
Mate: Naina Julianna Bella Morte
Familiar: Taranis
Bio: Cirocco is the eldest son of the ruling herd from L'île d'Ailes, Also known as the Island of wings. This small tropical island several miles off shore is known for its soquili who have grown to mimic the butterflys on the island. The island is unique in the fact that its only inhabitants are are birds, soquili, the massive population of butterfly's, and a singular engeni, who ledgend said came to this island with the flutters to gaurd their new home, and when the wings dissapeared from their backs, to gaurd their children. To the original soquili it was known as " cradle island " due to the fact that butterfly's would swarm the island to lay their eggs, but the name has long been forgotten to the recent generations of soquili.
The first soquili to ever come to the island was a small herd of flutters. Though as the generations bred on the wings slowly disappeared into the genetics of the island, until many many generations later the soquili had evolved to match the butterfly's of the island, the intricate wings and patterns of their flutter ancestors shimmering on the sides of their body's instead fluttering wings. While this did not immediately affect the current population, it effectively trapped them on the island. Only the strongest of swimmers could brave the journey through the miles of swift channeled ocean water to the mainland. But since there was everything they needed on their tropical paradise, guarded by their angeni, what else could they need? The effectively had an eden all to themselves.
Though, many winters ago, another traveler came to the island. His wings were black, stark and threatening to the tropical and lush surroundings. Across his back was tied a cape of feathers, a black beaked cap perched atop his head. The herds were terrorfied, this haunting stranger coming to their shores, brooding like a coming storm. Though their gaurdian, their angeni, welcomed all with an open heart. This enraged the stranger for some reason, the angenis beauty makeing him sick and angry. A few days after his arrival, a horrific event happened, that would change their peacefully little island forever. To their dismay, the soquili, with his wings so much like their angeni, burst into a fit of feathers and dust, rising from the smoke a giant hawk, black as the soquili he once was.
He attacked eaving, the beautiful guardian of their island, nearly killing her, and as he left he said that she would be like him, forever, so that he would no longer be alone, no longer be the only one of his kind... even if she hated him.
The Angeni healed, but something in her was broken, she attacked and bit those who tried to dress her wounds. The mare who helped her had once been her aprentance of sort, eaving teaching her the ways of healing and herbs. Soft spoken and gentle she would not leave her teaching, fearing the ferocity of the attack had put her into some sort of shock that caused her to fear those around her.
Tragedy struck, and what little bit left of eavings sanity was lost forever. She erupted in a torrent of feathers and shimmering powder. rising from the ashes a giant iridescent hawk, who attacked and killed her pupil, leaving her and her newborns dead and torn. She took off into the sky, from that moment on attacking the herd, trying to eliminate them one by one. Her prey of choice being the young mothers and pregnant mares, that having been her first ever kill.
Ciroccos parents ruled during this time of tragedy, His mother being heavily pregnant with their first child ( Cirocco ). His mother was hidden away with the rest of the pregnant mares until she had given birth, even then the children were only let out at night and only for short periods of time. eaving was all white and shimmering, so she glowed in the night sky like a ghost, easily seen by even those with poor vision. This went on for many years. Cirocco was a grown man now, and the youthful mares of the once powerful herd had been dwindled down to a few, all of the young and those of breeding age having been picked off.
When ciroccos mother became pregnant again, and of all the things the child was born a flutter ( Mittrei ), tiny and delicate even more so then the normal foals, the recessive flutter genes shining dominant in their little princess, the decision's was made to try and flee the island. The strongest of the herd was chosen to brave the waters and find a new home for them, then return to lead them to this new land. Cirocco made it to the mainland, this new world strange to him with its odd plants and strangely colored soquili. To his dismay he found that this land was not only plagued with skinwalkers, but over run with them and other deadly creatures such as kalona. He set out to find somewhere were his herd could live in peace, but sadly it seemed that their once eden was the only one of its kind.
On his journeys he came across a mare, small and blue with curling black hair. Her name was Naina, and seeing her crying he stayed by her and tried to ease her aching heart. slowly but surely cirocco fell in love with this little mare of his. Loveing her with all of his heart, he soon found out that she was being stalked by a skinwalker, a story that hit close to home and heart, which rekindled his need to find a safe haven for his loved ones.
Inevitably Naina became pregnant, three lovely children being brought into the world, his and his loves shining joy..... he wondered what his parents would think when they met them all....
Family: Mittrei ( Sister ) Naina Julianna Bella Morte ( Mate ) Marcellin ( Son ) Papilleon ( Son ) Luciole ( Daughter )
*RP Log*Of Moths and Butterflys ( Cirocco And Naina )A Bit More Then Chewable ( Cirocco and Naina )Mothers and Butterflys ( Cirocco, Naina & Foals ) 
Name: Papilleon (Nickname = Leon )
Mean: French for " Butterfly "
Gender: Male
Type: 2nd Gen
Temper: Protective
Status: Mated to Little Bit
Familiar: Taranis
Bio: Romance: Happily, if not awkwardly, in love with his best friend.
( Probably because she stole his necklace >.> )
Family: Mittrie ( Aunt ) Cirocco ( Father ) Naina Julianna Bella Morte ( Mother ) Marcellin ( Brother ) Luciole ( Sister )
*RP Log*Mothers and Butterflys ( Papilleon, Siblings & Parents )Age Of The Butterflys ( Papilleon & Papillon )-Kenyas banner comeing-
Name: Kenya
Mean: Hebrew for "Animal Horn"
Gender: Male
Type: Kenyan Salamis Butterfly
Temper: Protective
Status: ??
Familiar: None
Bio: --
*RP Log*We Got Lions! ( Kenya & Lovelee )
