Frostclan
Brackenfire**
A smile is almost always upon this cheery toms face, with his pale leaf green eyes reflecting seemingly endless amusement and joy. Brackenfire is a happy-go-lucky, not a care in the world, sort of tom who is always trying to make other cats days better. And with a dull orange coat with black tabby markings and a black tail tip Brackenfire can 'light up any room when he walks in'. Brackenfire showed great potential in fighting and hunting when he was an apprentice, if he had put his mind to it his mentor told him he could have been one of he best warriors in the clan; but he couldn't have cared less about his training, so he just barely became a warrior. So when it comes to battles or skirmishes Brackenfire usually stays behind except for on the rare ocassion when his leader calls upon him. In at which time Brackenfire fights with the fury of ten cats; but often will back down if he gets a slightly major wound. Making him sort of on the weak side. But he doesn't care what people think of him or what other mistakes he has made or will make in his lifetime. He just brushes it off with a laugh and a smile and continues on with his daily life. Brackenfire is clumsy and unbalanced but overall a carefree caring tom with enough happiness for the rest of the forest. But he has found a way to be happy with life and what he is given and that is enough for him.
-Falconspring
Dark brown fur accented by black tabby lines and cream splashes, and a snow white patch covering his chin. His eyes a light golden, with a sort of green tint. This is Falconspring, the slightly taller then the average tabby cat, with a bright smile and a fun-loving attitude. Falconspring is a larger tom, taller than most cats, with lean muscles. He is a strong cat, and he doesn't like to back down from fights unless its necessary. He can also be hard headed in a way of not backing out of most fights and not giving in if he doesn't want to. Though usually Falconspring is a total sweetheart, hes always talking to everyone and just loves having conversations with other cats.
Mountianfrost
Phantomeyes (future)
Mysterious as the dark side of the moon
Fern___
Sunclan
Sandstream -Starclan-
A light orange tabby she cat with a large amounts of white on her chin, chest, underbelly, and a little bit around her legs. Her eyes are a light golden, though in some lights they may look like almost the same color as her fur. Sandstream is defiantly a young warrior, almost just having being made an warrior. She may still act like an apprentice sometimes too, not quite used to the life of a warrior yet. Sandstream is a thin she cat, and she may look weak but this orange tabby is packing a lot of lean muscles under her pelt. She has some speed with her thin frame but it is nothing out of the ordinary, in fact nothing would make Sandstream stand out from any other normal warrior, and that is just the way she likes it. Sandstream hates bringing a lot of attention to herself, she thinks that its more for cats who are narcissistic and self evolved, something she is not. But, this orange tabby is a very loyal cat, doing anything she can to help her clan, whether it be fighting, hunting, patrolling, or helping to train the apprentices. Sandstream isn't much good at fighting or hunting though, shes quite average when it comes to both and doesn't have a stronger ability, both of them are just average. Sandstream was born and raised in Sunclan, becoming a warrior and everything else naturally. As time went on she soon found herself falling in love with Brackenpaw. Soon he became a warrior and her feelings grew, until the day they became mates. Of course then it wasn't long before she found out she was pregnant with his kits. Excitement followed, but Sandstream was a worrier, she had heard of the stories of she-cats who didn't make it past birth of their kits, what if she was going to be one of those she-cats? And it seemed all odds were against her when about a week or so before she was due, she got sick. A sickness making her weak, and almost lifeless, so it seemed fate was set against her at the start, for when she went to go deliver her kits, it took everything out of her. As soon as she made sure they were all safe and alive, she abandoned them, against her will, as she went to rest with Starclan.
Silverstar-Edditinggg
Silverstar is a light grey, almost silver tabby she cat with a snowy white chest, chin, and fluffy white paws. Her eyes a light amber, that seem to glow in the darkness. Silverstar is still quite young, especially for a leader, and yet she isn't the youngest, but she is the newest. And although she is; Silverstar still will demand respect from the other leaders, she will not be pushed around or sit back.
Leopardsoul**
A thin, sleek, and golden pelt with dark brown and black spots on her sides and legs. Stripes on her face, running down her back and ringing around her tail.Her eyes a dark golden and are a lot like her pelt, except they can become lighter or darker colored, depending on the lighting. Leopardsoul is a thin and agile cat, made for long distance running and longer sprints. Some say she looks more built like a Stoneclan cat, built for running across the plains instead of through the forest. But she was born and raised in Sunclan, just the same as most warriors. Though with her thin body it makes it easy for her to race after rabbits and chase them through the undergrowth. But Leopardsoul tends to suck at hunting in general. And fighting for that matter. She is a pessimist and doesn't like to fight, she would rather talk things out or stay back at camp and stay with the elders/kits/and wounded. Leopardsoul is very outgoing and tends to speak whats on her mind to most cats. She feels that its better to come strait out with the whole truth and nothing but the truth, no matter how hurtful it may be, then to lie to others about something. Yet when it comes to her own feelings Leopardsoul likes to keep them locked up, she never gives out how she is actually feeling inside, so most days no matter what Leopardsoul with have a smile on her face. Its rare to see her without one. Especially when she is around Tigersplash who as she has grown, she has found herself starting to have a crush on the tortoiseshell she cat. At first she brushed it off as nothing, but then it soon grew into something; and Leopardsoul finds herself wanting to be in the presence of Tigersplash quite frequently now, using any excuse to go with her on a patrol or something. But she will never admit it unless she knows the feeling is mutual; which Leopardsoul thinks is very unlikely.
Greystorm
Greypaws warrior name
Sorrel___
Sorrelpaws future Daughter
Mistclan
Hollywhispers**
Dark sleek midnight black fur, making it easy to slip in and out of shadows, sneaking through the Mistclan forest. Her eyes though, a bright sky blue, its hard to miss their icy presence. Hollywhispers in general is a quiet she cat preferring to stay hidden and just listen other then to talk to cat rather then join in on their conversations. But there are quite a few cats that Hollywhispers will talk to, its just she prefers to talk to cats that she has already met and has gotten to know. Hollywhispers though may come out and talk to you, but most don't expect it. Shes quiet and reserved and that's hows she has always been and that's how she plans to stay. Except for a few cats that she becomes a little less reserved for, but that only consists of a small group of cats like her sisters and one or two other cats. Hollywhispers also has a bad habit though. A habit of getting herself involved with cats that most cats would shy away from. Cats that more then likely could get her killed. But Hollywhispers always has a way of getting away, usually coming out better then when she went in. Like her secret meetings with Bloodstonetooth, the bloodthirsty rouge who's made quite a name for himself. Hollywhispers as an apprentice would disappear for about a moon at a time coming back clawed up and practically beaten down; but in the long run it has made Hollywhispers a fantastic fighter and she can put up with large amounts of pain at a time. Though when it comes to killing cats, Hollywhispers is just like most cats in feeling that it is wrong and should not be done. But in a life or death situation, most cats would choose what she did. She is very unsympathetic though when it comes to cats feelings, not caring much for others and what they feel. She is more of the hurtful truth then the sweet lie, kind of cat. If she hurts someones feelings she usually just brushes it off and moves on; and she almost always refuses to say sorry for she loathes having to say it. But through all her ways of attitude and brutality Hollywhispers secretly has a soft spot for a certain Frostclan tom that she met in an unusual way; and is now spending some amount of time with secretly.
Scarletsong
Dark black fur, the colour of a stormy night sky. Yet in the sunlight, it tends to have a slightly blue hue to it. her eyes are golden-green. Most consider them a golden but when you look closely you can see a small amount of green ringing the center. This is Scarletsong. A she cat with black fur and white claws. She can seem dark and demeaning at first, her natural look one of what most people consider to be 'evil' or to cause bad luck. Looks can be deceiving though because Scarletsong is anything but. She is possibly the sweetest little cat you could ever meet; all she wants to do is help others. She is a thin and narrowed bodied she cat, making it easy for her to swim up and down through the river running through Mistclans territory. Like most of her clanmates she loves water; spending most of her free time splashing around in the water and not being afraid to go under the water at almost any time of year. It also makes it easy for her to climb up trees and run through the forest. Dodging logs, skidding around bushes, or bending around branches. So an all around trait that she loves to take full advantage of. Scarletsong is also a fearless cat, taking any challenge with a devious glare and a smirk. And usually not backing out of them unless someone catches her in the act and tells her to stop. Shes also a cat that gets attached to others quickly. It can take almost no time for her to start to consider you to be a friend and make herself comfortable around you. This is a good quality in some ways because she doesn't really have any enemies, yet a bad one because this means she is easily tugged in with the wrong crowd of cats and can get herself in trouble. But she believes that no cat is totally bad, they just have bad intentions. So she is often seen giving second or even third chances to a cat. Unless that is of course if you have done something to totally betray her trust; in which case she will try her best to beat the crap out of you. Scarletsong isn't really a cat that people consider an exceptional fighter. Shes more of an all around cat, not standing out in either hunting or fighting, instead shes just okay at both. But that doesn't bother her, unlike most cats, as a kit she didn't have dreams to be a leader or deputy. She had no big dreams
Duskfall**NeedtoEdit
A sort of dark aurora once surrounded this dark furred tabby tom. But that was then, and this is now. Now the only dark thing that he carries is his history. Duskfall was a dark vessel, one of six dark vessels that were trained by Deathcall; trained to kill Fang. Of course if he could have chosen he wouldn't have chosen to be a dark vessel, no he would have wanted to just stay a normal warrior. But there are somethings in life beyond our control. Apart from being a dark vessel Duskfall was always a normal cat, he was quiet and respectful, never speaking out of turn, and willing to put his life on the line for almost anyone in his clan. And now, after being a vessel and being trained intently how to fight, he has fantastic fighting skills, that surpass a lot of warriors that were taught just in the clans. And although he has these skills he has taken a silent vow to not teach any other cat these skills, whether it be an apprentice that he has been given, or a cat who just wants to know how to fight better. His skills he was taught were to kill, and wound, without mercy, without feelings. Something he would rather not share with the rest of his clan. Yet ever since he was born Duskfall had always had a love for fighting, it was the feeling that he was doing something to protect someone. To fear death was something that had never crossed his mind, he always thinks that if his death is worth something, like maybe to put himself between him and someone else, that if he were to die for a good cause; then maybe, just maybe, it would be worth it.
Aspenfang NeedtoEdit
Dark brown fur, midnight black stripes dripping down his back, accenting his face, slashing on his legs and curling around his tail. A large splatter of white on his chest and down into a slowly narrowing line on his underbelly, and as if he stepped into paint, he has four snowy white paws. And lets not forget the splash on the right side of his face, just barely touching his whiskers and nose at the same time. This is Aspenfang, in camp, or around his clanmates, a layed back, happy go lucky tom with a great attitude. He always tries to find a way to make someone happy or brighten up if they're having a bad day, or just need some cheering up in general. Although, on the battle field this tom is almost nothing alike. He will be in complete silence only listening to what the leader has to say and nodding, a dark looking coming over his chocolate eyes that seem to blend in perfectly with his coat. Aspenfang loves to fight, his strength and confidence coming off of him in waves. He also hates to back down from a fight, he thinks it makes him look weak to other clans, so he will always be fighting till the last moment; and because of this he more then likely believes that he will die in a battle, refusing to give in and being out-matched. But, hunting is a whole different story. Aspenfang is not the best hunter in the clan, he tries hard but he always happens to find someway of messing it up, like stepping on a stick, jumping to soon, or not pouncing fast enough, but he does try. Another thing that doesn't help Aspenfang is that he has a fear of thunder. Its not a huge fear, but he isn't fond of the loud noise. Aspenfang was born and raised in Mistclan, an only child with a father who died in battle soon after he was born and his mother disappearing quickly after the death of his father. He doesn't like to bring up his past much, it doesn't bother him much, he wasn't close to either of his parents, its just he likes to live in the moment not dwell on the past.
Spring___
Stoneclan
Radiantsoul/heart/spirit
Temporary name. Medicine cat.
Thunderheart**NeedtoEdit
A light, classical tabby tom, with a tan coat, and cream and black stripes. His eyes, a normal pale green, nothing special about anything for this toms appearance, just the classic tabby. Though for his personality, it ever shifting, like Thunderheart acts classy sometimes, but that may be because of his flirtatious personality. Thunderheart tends to flirt with almost any she cat that he sees, throwing out well thought out lines that tends to make some she cats to blush. And its all fun for Thunderheart, but he also does it for the she cats, he loves to make them feel like they are beautiful. So in a way he is quite the mushy lovey kind of tom; and of course deep down he has always wanted to find the perfect she cat that he may be able to actually settle down with one day. And until that day Thunderheart will keep up his flirtatious ways. But Thunderheart, around his close friends, is always a friendly tom who just likes to be a warrior, he dreams of being one of the best in the clan. He loves to fight and hunt and do anything for his clan. He strongly believes in giving your life up for your clan, and would be willing to give up his life in a heartbeat for his clan.
Echo___
Smooth, short, thick, ashen fur, and gleaming, golden-yellow eyes. Her lean body matching up with that of a typical Stoneclan cat almost perfectly. Her pointed features less then the rest of her family, but more so then they used to be.
Thunderhearts kit
Moonclan
Faithstep Need to Edit
A pretty light brown tabby with dark marks of a tabby cat all across her body, never fading always staying bold. But there is also a bright snowy white patch on her chin, throat and chest. Her eyes, a deep green and a light green, sort of iridescent, the color depending on how the light hits them. Faithpaw can be quiet and reserved and yet totally outgoing its just her first impression of you. She always tends to be a sweet caring she cat though, no matter who shes around. Faithpaw loves to make friends, and she always cares for her friends and clanmates protecting them with her life. She also tends to cling to the warrior code tightly trying her best not to do anything outside of it and its rules. Many think Faithpaw is just another damsel in distress, because she tends to act girly and cute around camp and around toms; but if shes in a battle and you try to help her and shes fighting a cat that she can take, she will give you quite a mouthful after its over. She tends to be a good fighter but it happens to run in the family. Her and her brother Mountainpaw in Frostclan, both quite the fighters. Of course they don't know they are siblings but they look similar, their eyes and fighting styles both about the same.
Jagged__(future)
Rowanflame
A thick cream coat, and dark green and brown, murky eyes. The look of a strong tom who has fantastic fighting skills, and well built muscles; but tends to be more of a pacifist. He will give a cat a warning; sometimes more then one before attacking. Rowanflame tends to be quite absent minded and forgets things easily, and talks a lot. He will be out on a patrol and just start talking and wont stop. But that doesn't mean hes not always on his guard, Rowanflame is always on a constant lookout for trouble, from wild beasts to cats from other clans. Rowanflame is also immature when it comes to snow. He loves to play in the snow and throw it at other cats, or get it to fall from trees. He tends to act quite kit-like in a way. Once you make friends with Rowanflame you can be sure that he will keep any secret for you, he is the master of secret keeping. Never letting anything about your secret sleep out of his mouth.
Ebonysong
I don't know where I'm going to put you.
Butterfly__
Female
Phoenix___
Female
Abysskits warrior picture
Frostedfang
Male
Male