The motherly and caring foil to Sarendite the Cruel. The 2 serve as the heads of the Rubrum force on Minerva, each embodying an aspect of the struggle the Rubrum face regularly in their lives. Natrolite being the longing for freedom to chose your own life, Sarendite being ambition made manifest. One looking for a comfortable life, the other striving for greatness, each, in their own warped Rubrum way.

Natrolite herself is the only voice of reason in the Rubrum group. She brings out the best and minimizes the worst of each of her group and tends to any emotional or mental needs. She treats each member with a gentle and kind attitude, spending most of her time at their camp tending to minor wounds and trying to better understand them. She's soft spoken, but not meek, She speaks with authority and confidence. She at the end of the day is trying her best to keep what she considers family alive above all.