♦ Chamomile ♦

Under the blood moon, a kitten was born. Destined to save the gods from doom, she was taken under the wing of the Witches of the Night. The crimson-eyed cat, saviour of the ancients.

Chamomile is a cool and flirty witch. She's loves to hang around the city at night, picking and foraging all sorts of weird ingredients from the oddest of places. But her potions are known to be the best as they pass around in hushed whispers of the streets. Her shop never stays in one place, always moving from one abandoned lot to another. You'll know her humble little shop is nearby when you see pink lemonades being left around the area. But under all the suave exterior is a dorky and sappy romantic who has fallen head over heels for the rainbow goddess.

Chamomile is one of the very few mortals who knows about the existence of gods and goddesses as well as their safe haven. Though it was never told to her, she was destined by the strings of fate to save these ethereal beings from destruction. Chamomile holds great power in her hands, she just doesn't know how strong it is.