Name - Shadowpaw
Gender - Male
Age - Twelve moons
Rank - Warrior apprentice
Clan - Cliffclan
Appearance -
Shadowpaw was always large, even as a kit, something he inherited from his mother. He has hard muscles that let him excel in most athletic endeavors and his long fur absorbs impact attacks very well.
Personality - Shadowpaw is incredibly stealthy, making it easier for him to pull pranks and scare some of the younger apprentices. He takes delight in teasing those smaller than him(such as Warmpaw), but will ultimately defend them. To the death if need be.
His loyalty to his clan stems from his mother. He only wants to make her and his father proud. Ironically, he is afraid of his own shadow as one of his siblings told him that if he wasn't careful, it would eat him.
Relationships - Friends with Warmpaw
Deceased mother. Father and sibling missing.
History - It was a great surprise to everyone when one of the queens gave birth to a male calico. An even greater surprise when he survived.
Despite being born second, he was unusually large, towering over his older brother. This caused a rift between the kits. While his brother, Silentkit stuck with their father...
From the moment he was born, Shadowpaw was a mama's boy. He always did what he was told and followed her words strictly. She was always the first cat he greeted in the morning, followed by his father. As a kit, he always told her that he would protect her, the other queens and their kits if the camp was attacked, much to his mothers displeasure. He never got the chance.
No one expected such a hard Leaf-bare. When his mother died, his father couldn't bare the thought of life without her and he disappeared, taking his brother with him just as the two had reached their apprenticeship. No one knows what happened to them. Shadowpaw was loyal, though. He would never abandon his clan. Many of his friends had died, in their honor, he stayed. In honor of his mother, he stayed.
He is excited about having reached his twelfth moon. Soon he would earn his warrior name.
Other - Shadowpaw considers Warmpaw to be his best friend, even if Warmpaw disagrees.
His favorite cats to prank are his mentor, and Warmpaw. He feels they take it well.
Gender - Male
Age - Twelve moons
Rank - Warrior apprentice
Clan - Cliffclan
Appearance -
Shadowpaw was always large, even as a kit, something he inherited from his mother. He has hard muscles that let him excel in most athletic endeavors and his long fur absorbs impact attacks very well.
Personality - Shadowpaw is incredibly stealthy, making it easier for him to pull pranks and scare some of the younger apprentices. He takes delight in teasing those smaller than him(such as Warmpaw), but will ultimately defend them. To the death if need be.
His loyalty to his clan stems from his mother. He only wants to make her and his father proud. Ironically, he is afraid of his own shadow as one of his siblings told him that if he wasn't careful, it would eat him.
Relationships - Friends with Warmpaw
Deceased mother. Father and sibling missing.
History - It was a great surprise to everyone when one of the queens gave birth to a male calico. An even greater surprise when he survived.
Despite being born second, he was unusually large, towering over his older brother. This caused a rift between the kits. While his brother, Silentkit stuck with their father...
From the moment he was born, Shadowpaw was a mama's boy. He always did what he was told and followed her words strictly. She was always the first cat he greeted in the morning, followed by his father. As a kit, he always told her that he would protect her, the other queens and their kits if the camp was attacked, much to his mothers displeasure. He never got the chance.
No one expected such a hard Leaf-bare. When his mother died, his father couldn't bare the thought of life without her and he disappeared, taking his brother with him just as the two had reached their apprenticeship. No one knows what happened to them. Shadowpaw was loyal, though. He would never abandon his clan. Many of his friends had died, in their honor, he stayed. In honor of his mother, he stayed.
He is excited about having reached his twelfth moon. Soon he would earn his warrior name.
Other - Shadowpaw considers Warmpaw to be his best friend, even if Warmpaw disagrees.
His favorite cats to prank are his mentor, and Warmpaw. He feels they take it well.
Name - Warmpaw
Gender - Male
Age - Eight moons
Rank - Medicine cat apprentice
Clan - Cliffclan
Appearance -
Warmpaw is smaller than most at his age.
Personality - Warmpaw is very down and out. Especially when left by himself. Among peers, he tries to be cheerful, often making jokes no one thinks is funny. He doesn't feel particularly comfortable within his clan, preferring to spend time away from them. The only cat he likes, even a little, is Shadowpaw. Around others, he is timid.
Relationships - "Friends" with Shadowpaw
History - Warmpaw's history is shrouded in mystery. He just showed up one day when he was four moons old. No one really knows where he came from, and he likes to keep it that way.
Other - Warmpaw has a uniquely keen sense of smell. He won't admit it to anyone, but he considers Shadowpaw a friend. Sort of.
Gender - Male
Age - Eight moons
Rank - Medicine cat apprentice
Clan - Cliffclan
Appearance -
Warmpaw is smaller than most at his age.
Personality - Warmpaw is very down and out. Especially when left by himself. Among peers, he tries to be cheerful, often making jokes no one thinks is funny. He doesn't feel particularly comfortable within his clan, preferring to spend time away from them. The only cat he likes, even a little, is Shadowpaw. Around others, he is timid.
Relationships - "Friends" with Shadowpaw
History - Warmpaw's history is shrouded in mystery. He just showed up one day when he was four moons old. No one really knows where he came from, and he likes to keep it that way.
Warmpaw would tell anyone that asked that he had a very normal kithood. Only kit to a mother and father who died to greencough in Leaf-bare.
In reality, Warmpaw had a brother and sister, Firekit and Sandykit, and he was really from a different clan, one whose name has been forgotten.
Warmpaw was barely over three moons when his clan was torn apart by civil war. His mother and father wanted no part of it, so they left. The world was dangerous for three kits, so they found an abandoned fox hole and stayed there for a moon.
One foggy morning, Warmpaw convinced his brother and sister to go out and explore the area with him. The three kits snuck out of camp and into the unknown. When their parents realized they were missing, they immediately started searching for them.
Eventually, they found the kits near a large borrow and after a proper scolding, ushered the kits back to camp. Before they could be on their way, they heard a deep snarl behind them. Seconds later, a huge dog appeared, snatching up Sandykit. With a deft crunch, she was gone.
With a fierceness born of rage, Snowpelt threw herself at the dog, clawing at its eyes. Hooktooth knocked the two remaining kits away and charged after his mate. Warmpaw and his brother ran as fast as they could toward an old tree hollow. As they ran, something flew over their heads and landed in front of them. Warmpaw tripped over himself and slid right into it. It was the mangled body of their mother.
The two stood shocked still, gazing at their mother. A howl of victory behind them snapped them back to reality and they took off for the hollow again. They both made it, but the dog was strong and started breaking away the bark that sheltered them. It was at this point, they realized there was more than one dog.
Both kits squealed in terror as gnashing teeth appeared before them. They both turned and tried to climb up the back of hollow. One of the dogs was able to grasp Firekit's tail. Warmpaw could only watch in horror as his brother was dragged out screaming. The hole was large enough for him to watch as the helpless kitten was torn to pieces by the dogs. Not far, he could also make out the body of his father, gored and half his face missing.
A sharp whistle rang out and the dog stopped before they could turn their sights on Warmpaw himself and they ran off.
Having nowhere else to go, Warmpaw remained in that hollow all night. Once the light returned, Warmpaw turned and ran from the territory. After three days of hiding, the scent of food was too much to ignore and he found his way into the Cliffclan camp.
In reality, Warmpaw had a brother and sister, Firekit and Sandykit, and he was really from a different clan, one whose name has been forgotten.
Warmpaw was barely over three moons when his clan was torn apart by civil war. His mother and father wanted no part of it, so they left. The world was dangerous for three kits, so they found an abandoned fox hole and stayed there for a moon.
One foggy morning, Warmpaw convinced his brother and sister to go out and explore the area with him. The three kits snuck out of camp and into the unknown. When their parents realized they were missing, they immediately started searching for them.
Eventually, they found the kits near a large borrow and after a proper scolding, ushered the kits back to camp. Before they could be on their way, they heard a deep snarl behind them. Seconds later, a huge dog appeared, snatching up Sandykit. With a deft crunch, she was gone.
With a fierceness born of rage, Snowpelt threw herself at the dog, clawing at its eyes. Hooktooth knocked the two remaining kits away and charged after his mate. Warmpaw and his brother ran as fast as they could toward an old tree hollow. As they ran, something flew over their heads and landed in front of them. Warmpaw tripped over himself and slid right into it. It was the mangled body of their mother.
The two stood shocked still, gazing at their mother. A howl of victory behind them snapped them back to reality and they took off for the hollow again. They both made it, but the dog was strong and started breaking away the bark that sheltered them. It was at this point, they realized there was more than one dog.
Both kits squealed in terror as gnashing teeth appeared before them. They both turned and tried to climb up the back of hollow. One of the dogs was able to grasp Firekit's tail. Warmpaw could only watch in horror as his brother was dragged out screaming. The hole was large enough for him to watch as the helpless kitten was torn to pieces by the dogs. Not far, he could also make out the body of his father, gored and half his face missing.
A sharp whistle rang out and the dog stopped before they could turn their sights on Warmpaw himself and they ran off.
Having nowhere else to go, Warmpaw remained in that hollow all night. Once the light returned, Warmpaw turned and ran from the territory. After three days of hiding, the scent of food was too much to ignore and he found his way into the Cliffclan camp.
Other - Warmpaw has a uniquely keen sense of smell. He won't admit it to anyone, but he considers Shadowpaw a friend. Sort of.
Name - Flareheart
Gender - Female
Age - Fourteen moons
Rank - Warrior
Clan - Ashclan
Appearance -
Personality - Flareheart, as her name implies, often experiences bouts of heated emotion. Most common among these is anger. While she has learned to curb this wild feeling, it sometimes goes beyond her control, resulting in debates and the occasional tussle.
Aside from this, she is normally docile, showing intense loyalty to her clan mates and a soft love toward the kits. She also has a powerful, often times overwhelming, curiosity.
She is afraid of snakes, lizards, and generally all poisonous things.
Relationships - Juniperpelt(mother)
History - Flareheart is a born and bred cat of the volcano. Ashclan is all she has ever known. Right from the start, you could tell she was going to be a troublemaker. The only kit to a widowed queen, she wanted to know all about everything, much to her mother's dismay. They could often be found arguing over whether she got to go out or not. Her father died before she had been kitted, she was told he went alone against a coyote in the hopes of stemming her curiosity. It did not.
As an apprentice, Flareheart was just as wild as she had been as a kit. Except she was actually allowed out of camp. She got into all kinds of trouble. Once she found her love of eating birds, she started to climb trees to get at them. At first, she was just plain awful, coming back from hunting with nothing but bee-lined trips to the medicine den. Over time, she excelled, her determination paving the way to success.
Now, as a new warrior, she hopes to put the past behind her and prove she is a warrior worth respecting.
Other - High natural prey drive due to breed(shes an ocicat) makes her stay out longer than she usually should looking for food(birds).
Gender - Female
Age - Fourteen moons
Rank - Warrior
Clan - Ashclan
Appearance -
Personality - Flareheart, as her name implies, often experiences bouts of heated emotion. Most common among these is anger. While she has learned to curb this wild feeling, it sometimes goes beyond her control, resulting in debates and the occasional tussle.
Aside from this, she is normally docile, showing intense loyalty to her clan mates and a soft love toward the kits. She also has a powerful, often times overwhelming, curiosity.
She is afraid of snakes, lizards, and generally all poisonous things.
Relationships - Juniperpelt(mother)
History - Flareheart is a born and bred cat of the volcano. Ashclan is all she has ever known. Right from the start, you could tell she was going to be a troublemaker. The only kit to a widowed queen, she wanted to know all about everything, much to her mother's dismay. They could often be found arguing over whether she got to go out or not. Her father died before she had been kitted, she was told he went alone against a coyote in the hopes of stemming her curiosity. It did not.
As an apprentice, Flareheart was just as wild as she had been as a kit. Except she was actually allowed out of camp. She got into all kinds of trouble. Once she found her love of eating birds, she started to climb trees to get at them. At first, she was just plain awful, coming back from hunting with nothing but bee-lined trips to the medicine den. Over time, she excelled, her determination paving the way to success.
Now, as a new warrior, she hopes to put the past behind her and prove she is a warrior worth respecting.
Other - High natural prey drive due to breed(shes an ocicat) makes her stay out longer than she usually should looking for food(birds).
Name - Yarrowkit
Gender - Female
Age - six moons
Rank - Kit
Clan - Lightclan
Appearance -
Personality - Yarrowkit is strong willed and ready to prove herself. She tries her best to live up to her clans views of a warrior, but is looked down on by all.
Relationships - sisters- Starkit, Harekit. Brother- Nightkit
Mother- Willowfang
Father- Oliveclaw
Kit crush- Briarthorn
History - Yarrowkit is the runt of four kits. Being the last born, her mother named her after yarrow and treated her with nothing but disgust. Her father wanted nothing to do with her. As they got older and more accustomed to clan ways, even her litter mates stopped playing with her. It never kept her from trying her best.
This caught the attention of Briarthorn, the clan deputy. He was a bit intimidating, but gentle. Yarrowkit really liked him. She visited him everyday and he would show her tricks to help build her muscles. At least when Jaggedstar wasn't around. She thought Jaggedstar was mean. Briarthorn told the kit, that when she was old enough, he would take her on as his apprentice.
Other - Yarrow is the herb used to make cats vomit.
Gender - Female
Age - six moons
Rank - Kit
Clan - Lightclan
Appearance -
Personality - Yarrowkit is strong willed and ready to prove herself. She tries her best to live up to her clans views of a warrior, but is looked down on by all.
Relationships - sisters- Starkit, Harekit. Brother- Nightkit
Mother- Willowfang
Father- Oliveclaw
Kit crush- Briarthorn
History - Yarrowkit is the runt of four kits. Being the last born, her mother named her after yarrow and treated her with nothing but disgust. Her father wanted nothing to do with her. As they got older and more accustomed to clan ways, even her litter mates stopped playing with her. It never kept her from trying her best.
This caught the attention of Briarthorn, the clan deputy. He was a bit intimidating, but gentle. Yarrowkit really liked him. She visited him everyday and he would show her tricks to help build her muscles. At least when Jaggedstar wasn't around. She thought Jaggedstar was mean. Briarthorn told the kit, that when she was old enough, he would take her on as his apprentice.
Other - Yarrow is the herb used to make cats vomit.
Name - Briarthorn
Gender - Male
Age - 32 moons
Rank - Deputy
Clan - Lightclan
Appearance -
Personality - The taskmaster of Lightclan, Briarthorn hands out all orders and commands Jaggedstar desires to be done. He feigns coldness to his clanmates. Even his loyalty to his leader is a façade, his true allegiance lies with his brother, Raggedpelt. He looks upon his clanmates warmly, as opposed to many of the others, but only when Jaggedstar isn't around. Briarthorn is a good mentor and warrior.
Relationships - Hawkwing(brother- deceased)
Has taken a shine to Yarrowkit, and hopes to prove that even those considered weak could grow into strong warriors, given enough time and encouragement.
History - Briarthorn was present during the rebellion started by Raggedpelt. He was taken into confidence, and told to stay out of the fight. If things were to go poorly, someone would need to carry on in their place.
When his brother, Hawkwing was slain by Jaggedstar, Briarthorn knew he had to do something to stop his leader. His loyalty was put to question, after Raggedpelt was allowed to leave. He stated that the leaders brother was a traitor and that Jaggedstar had shown incredible restraint in letting him go, whereas he would have ended the tom right there.
Briarthorn continued the charade, eventually landing him the rank of deputy. He uses his rank to try and influence the others toward a kinder, more nurturing way.
Other - Briarthorn is an infiltrator. A spy. He works behind the scenes to de-throne Jaggedstar and topple the archaic ways of Lightclan.
Gender - Male
Age - 32 moons
Rank - Deputy
Clan - Lightclan
Appearance -
Personality - The taskmaster of Lightclan, Briarthorn hands out all orders and commands Jaggedstar desires to be done. He feigns coldness to his clanmates. Even his loyalty to his leader is a façade, his true allegiance lies with his brother, Raggedpelt. He looks upon his clanmates warmly, as opposed to many of the others, but only when Jaggedstar isn't around. Briarthorn is a good mentor and warrior.
Relationships - Hawkwing(brother- deceased)
Has taken a shine to Yarrowkit, and hopes to prove that even those considered weak could grow into strong warriors, given enough time and encouragement.
History - Briarthorn was present during the rebellion started by Raggedpelt. He was taken into confidence, and told to stay out of the fight. If things were to go poorly, someone would need to carry on in their place.
When his brother, Hawkwing was slain by Jaggedstar, Briarthorn knew he had to do something to stop his leader. His loyalty was put to question, after Raggedpelt was allowed to leave. He stated that the leaders brother was a traitor and that Jaggedstar had shown incredible restraint in letting him go, whereas he would have ended the tom right there.
Briarthorn continued the charade, eventually landing him the rank of deputy. He uses his rank to try and influence the others toward a kinder, more nurturing way.
Other - Briarthorn is an infiltrator. A spy. He works behind the scenes to de-throne Jaggedstar and topple the archaic ways of Lightclan.
Name - Amberstar
Gender - Female
Age - 49 moons
Rank - Leader
Clan - Boulderclan
Appearance -
This she-cat is huge and towers above most cats.
Personality - Amberstar rules Boulderclan with a firm but gentle hand. She welcomes rouges, strays and loners, feeling it makes the clan stronger. She takes all suggestions from her clan and tries her best to accommodate everyone. She is self-conscious about her size.
Relationships - No mate, no family.
History - As a kit, Amberstar aspired to great things. She was ambitious, and consistently proved herself a valued and talented warrior. It was really no surprise to anyone when she was named deputy. Her strength of character inspired others to be their best.
The winter was horrifying. During that time, the former leader died, taking his last life with him. It was a terrible way to ascend to a leadership role, and she had not wanted it to happen that way. Even as she gained her nine lives, several of her clan lost theirs.
As the winter ended, Amberstar stood atop the mountains and looked at the world. It was coming into a new spring, and finally her clan would be able to thrive.
Other -
Gender - Female
Age - 49 moons
Rank - Leader
Clan - Boulderclan
Appearance -
This she-cat is huge and towers above most cats.
Personality - Amberstar rules Boulderclan with a firm but gentle hand. She welcomes rouges, strays and loners, feeling it makes the clan stronger. She takes all suggestions from her clan and tries her best to accommodate everyone. She is self-conscious about her size.
Relationships - No mate, no family.
History - As a kit, Amberstar aspired to great things. She was ambitious, and consistently proved herself a valued and talented warrior. It was really no surprise to anyone when she was named deputy. Her strength of character inspired others to be their best.
The winter was horrifying. During that time, the former leader died, taking his last life with him. It was a terrible way to ascend to a leadership role, and she had not wanted it to happen that way. Even as she gained her nine lives, several of her clan lost theirs.
As the winter ended, Amberstar stood atop the mountains and looked at the world. It was coming into a new spring, and finally her clan would be able to thrive.
Other -
Name - Stormpaw
Gender - Male
Age - Eleven moons
Rank - Apprentice
Clan - Lightclan
Appearance -
Personality - Like all Lightclan members, Stormpaw favors strength. He enjoys a good fight and won't back down from one. He looks down on weak cats, and generally dislikes kits. Even among his own clan, he is cold towards others.
Relationships - Mother, father, brother all deceased.
History - Perhaps it was the birth of such a cold kit that ended her life. Stormpaw's mother died giving birth to him and his brother, Mosskit.
Stormpaw took to the Lightclan philosophy quite well and embraced it while Mosspaw shrunk away from it. It didn't take long for Stormpaw to start antagonizing his brother on his weakness. One night, the two went out. Stormpaw returned soaking wet, but Mosspaw did not. The apprentice stated that his brother fell into the river, and while he did his best to save him, he could not. He showed no remorse or sadness for his brothers death.
Other -
Gender - Male
Age - Eleven moons
Rank - Apprentice
Clan - Lightclan
Appearance -
Personality - Like all Lightclan members, Stormpaw favors strength. He enjoys a good fight and won't back down from one. He looks down on weak cats, and generally dislikes kits. Even among his own clan, he is cold towards others.
Relationships - Mother, father, brother all deceased.
History - Perhaps it was the birth of such a cold kit that ended her life. Stormpaw's mother died giving birth to him and his brother, Mosskit.
Stormpaw took to the Lightclan philosophy quite well and embraced it while Mosspaw shrunk away from it. It didn't take long for Stormpaw to start antagonizing his brother on his weakness. One night, the two went out. Stormpaw returned soaking wet, but Mosspaw did not. The apprentice stated that his brother fell into the river, and while he did his best to save him, he could not. He showed no remorse or sadness for his brothers death.
Other -
Name - Granitebite
Age - 45 moons
Gender - Male
Rank - warrior
Clan - Lightclan
Appearance -
Personality - Granitebite is a grumpy old tom. He is short with everyone and makes it seem like he has no time for anything. Except his apprentice, if he has one.
He likes sunbathing and lazing around.
Relationships - Squirrelblossom(mate)
History - (Optional)
Other - has stiffness in his left back leg.
Age - 45 moons
Gender - Male
Rank - warrior
Clan - Lightclan
Appearance -
Personality - Granitebite is a grumpy old tom. He is short with everyone and makes it seem like he has no time for anything. Except his apprentice, if he has one.
He likes sunbathing and lazing around.
Relationships - Squirrelblossom(mate)
History - (Optional)
Other - has stiffness in his left back leg.
Name - Adderpelt
Gender - male
Age - 23 moons
Rank - Warrior
Clan - Boulderclan
Appearance -
Personality - Incredibly stubborn and not afraid to voice his opinions. He consistently tells other cats that he doesn't need help, but ends up requiring A LOT of help. Likes to play the stud.
Relationships - Mother- Coralstep(elder)
Father- Hognose(elder)
History - (Optional)
Other -
Gender - male
Age - 23 moons
Rank - Warrior
Clan - Boulderclan
Appearance -
Personality - Incredibly stubborn and not afraid to voice his opinions. He consistently tells other cats that he doesn't need help, but ends up requiring A LOT of help. Likes to play the stud.
Relationships - Mother- Coralstep(elder)
Father- Hognose(elder)
History - (Optional)
Other -
Name - Leafshade
Gender - Female
Age - 18 moons
Rank - warrior/queen
Clan - Oakclan
Appearance -
Personality - Loving, tender, nurturing. Leafshade is a natural mother. This is coupled by a fierce loyalty to her clan, which she would defend until her dying breath.
Relationships - Mudpool(mate)
History - (Optional)
Other - currently pregnant
Gender - Female
Age - 18 moons
Rank - warrior/queen
Clan - Oakclan
Appearance -
Personality - Loving, tender, nurturing. Leafshade is a natural mother. This is coupled by a fierce loyalty to her clan, which she would defend until her dying breath.
Relationships - Mudpool(mate)
History - (Optional)
Other - currently pregnant
Name - Appleleap
Gender - Female
Age - 33 moons
Rank - warrior
Clan - Cliffclan
Appearance -
Personality - Appleleap takes clan business very seriously and almost always has her nose in everyone's dish. She is kind, but lacks an understanding of MYOB. Often, she has good advice, and enjoys teaching younger cats.
Relationships - none or unknown.
History - (Optional)
Other - Former kittypet. Has a scar on her right front paw.
Gender - Female
Age - 33 moons
Rank - warrior
Clan - Cliffclan
Appearance -
Personality - Appleleap takes clan business very seriously and almost always has her nose in everyone's dish. She is kind, but lacks an understanding of MYOB. Often, she has good advice, and enjoys teaching younger cats.
Relationships - none or unknown.
History - (Optional)
Other - Former kittypet. Has a scar on her right front paw.