One of the few Spiker Cats who escaped clean, Glint stayed low until Nyxx reemerged. She's an expert markswoman with an eye for elegance and a kill record that rivals enforcers. She modifies her needle rounds with custom venoms, often designed for specific targets.

Once dead. Now worse. Veyra was one of the Spiker Cats who didn’t escape. Caught in the purge, she was left broken and lifeless—until Nyxx recovered her body and bargained with clan alchemists for a second chance. Reborn through chemical resurrection and surgical rites, Veyra shed her past name and became Hex-Shadow, a blade of vengeance walking in silence. She speaks little, remembers everything, and kills with uncanny grace. Her presence unnerves even her sisters—but her loyalty to Nyxx is absolute. Some say she remembers her own death. Others think she’s waiting for those who caused it.

Born in the shadow warrens below Sector Dregs, Skatha never knew the luxury of the spire or the glamour of the old Spiker Cats. She was feral from the start—raised by an older sibling who vanished into a chem gang war, and left to survive by wit, speed, and claw. She learned to move like smoke and fight like a cornered beast, scouring sump forests and steel-skein jungles for scraps.

When the Hex Kittens reformed in the deep 'hive cracks, Nyxx saw potential in the wild-eyed girl who stalked the fringes of their turf. She gave Skatha a place in the gang—not as a footsoldier, but as something rarer. A hunter.

Her two Phelynx, Snare and Glim, are nearly inseparable from her. Rumor says she found them as failed spire pets dumped into the sump and raised them with spit, blood, and instinct. Snare is the larger—bristling with muscle and quick to strike. Glim is smaller, sleeker, and eerily quiet, slipping through vents and shadows before burying its fangs where no one expects.

Skatha patrols the edges of Hex Kitten turf like a ghost, marking boundaries, sniffing out threats, and testing intruders. She doesn't speak much—her words are clipped and often accompanied by a low growl—but the gang respects her, and the Phelynx are loyal only to her.

Some of the Kittens call her the softest shadow—but not to her face.

A loudmouth with fast reflexes and a love for flashy kills, Jynxie grew up on underhive myth and Spiker Cat stories. She's proud to wear the new colours and lives for the thrill of gang warfare.

Quiet and observant, Slink grew up scavenging in sump passages and knows how to move through hive shadows. She doesn’t talk much, but when she does, it’s worth listening to. She followed Nyxx without hesitation when the Hex Kittens formed.