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Mintpaw

**Mintpaw** is a silver gray tabby cat with blue-green eyes.

**Mintpaw** was born to Parsleyshine and Rosemarymoon alongside hiss siblings Chamomilekit and Greenkit.

## Appearance

Mintpaw is round, short, and quite stubby. His long, luxurious white and silver coat appears to be made from fine silk. His fluttering, long eyelashes compliment his soft facial features, while his blush pink nose sits sweetly in the middle of his usually smiling face. He smells of flowers and berries, with wide, minty blue-green eyes always curiously taking in their surroundings. He has a reserved disposition, though the quiet energy that surrounds him quickly changes to something more upbeat with the topic of his interests being brought up. He has a comforting aura, with the world's most delicate voice to match.

## Personality

With big emotions, Mintpaw sees the world through a very delicate and vulnerable lens. His heart, seemingly infinite in size and as tender as his soft fur, causes this sweet little kit to cry and get hurt very easily. Mintpaw is extremely empathetic and sensitive, shedding tears over trampled flowers or broken rocks. He tends to grow very attached to things, including cats, yet not limited to living beings.

Mintpaw is incredibly tidy, often fussing over his appearance. He has trouble engaging in rough and messy activities—it’s very easy for things to get stuck in his pampered fur. He naturally expresses a soft femininity, though he is quite insecure about this trait. He wants to roughhouse and be strong like other toms, to be a skilled warrior someday despite his struggles.

Mintpaw is often too anxious while alone. Always needing physical contact with the ones he holds dearest, one will often find him holding his moms’ paws, or with his tail entwined with his sisters.’  He is clingy and codependent, shy and quiet. Some of his favorite activities in the world include flower arranging and makeovers. He is quite sensory seeking, oftentimes avoiding sensations that are overwhelming while fluttering around in happiness at the contact of sensory comforts.

## Family

**Parents:**
Parsleyshine (living, confirmed)
Rosemarymoon (living, confirmed)

**Siblings:**
Chamomilepaw (living, confirmed)
Greenpaw (living, confirmed)
Thymeflower (living, confirmed)

**Grandparents:**
Leafsight (living, confirmed)
Rootflake (living, confirmed)

**Aunt/Uncle:**
Elmcreek (living, confirmed)
Antlerbrook

**Antlerbrook** is a black and white tabby cat with amber eyes.

**Antlerbrook** was born as **Antlerkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Antlerbrook is a large, long-haired pale brown tabby with white on his chest, hind legs, and forepaws. Darker brown stripes criss cross his legs and shoulders, and serve to accentuate his face. His muzzle is half white and half beige, while his eyes are an unusual mix of amber and spring green.

## Personality

Antlerbrook seems to have something to prove—whether it be to himself or his Clan, he is incredibly motivated to be the best. He is cunning and calculated in all that he does, poise and precision are things he has trained vigorously into himself. Antlerbrook sees to it that his hunting, training, and even appearance is as immaculate as possible. He is quite proud of being a warrior, and wants to make a good example of the ideal CedarClan cat. He can be arrogant at times to those who don’t seem to be trying their best, and will look down on them secretly. Antlerbrook never engages in confrontation directly though, instead veiling his insults in snide comments and passive disdain. Despite his haughty attitude, he is a genuinely helpful cat to have around. Regardless of his personal feelings on the matter, he’ll follow orders to a T, getting whatever is assigned to him done efficiently.

Antlerbrook does his best to look unbothered in front of most felines, keeping a dignified sort of distance between his actual ambitions and the calm persona he maintains for others to see. Of course he wants everyone to think he is above drama and petty disputes, but really, he is rather nosey and likes to find out about the gossip going on. Not because he’s curious… but because he needs to stay in the know of Clan happenings… or so he justifies to himself.

When off-duty, you can usually find him meditating at the top of a tree. He usually does this in order to think introspectively away from the gaze of others, as his self-inflicted persona tires him out quite a bit. For this reason, he enjoys his Skywatcher position greatly, as he feels perfectly at home in the tense canopies of CedarClan.

## Family

**Half-Sibling:**
Hailchase (living, confirmed)
Alpinenotch

**Alpinenotch** is a gray tabby cat with dark yellow eyes.

**Alpinenotch** was born as **Alpinekit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

A medium-sized cat with thick, fluffy fur and dark yellow eyes, Alpinenotch is a Somali cat. Light gray fur fades to cream around her paws and tail and dark gray markings appear on her head and just above her eyes. Its chest and underbelly are mottled with cream and white fur and her whiskers are slightly longer than usual. Her ears are slightly too small for the size of her head.

## Personality

Simply put, Alpinenotch is a hippie. Laid back and never worried, it spends her days doing whatever she pleases, whether that be relaxing in the sun or stirring up drama within the Clan to see what kind of a reaction she'll get from her Clanmates. Her inability to take anything seriously often annoys her friends but it simply doesn't care and brushes off any negativity like it's a leaf that's fallen on her back. Although Alpinenotch doesn't care or take things seriously, it is surprisingly passionate when it comes to protecting their Clan, especially the Clan's kits and apprentices.

As a kit and an apprentice, Alpinenotch constantly found herself getting into trouble, especially when out on patrols as an apprentice. It would be too loud, alerting prey of her presence, or too rowdy, scaring off any prey that may have been nearby, and over the years as she matured, Alpinenotch learned to be quieter and less frantic. Small, cramped spaces are where it prefers to be, especially the notches of rocks in EmberClan territory, and open spaces often make it anxious. Aplinenotch is often called an old soul and likes to hang around both the elders, kits and apprentices rather than Clanmates her own age, telling and listening to stories.

Despite its general relaxed attitude, Alpinenotch is deeply insecure at times and afraid of rejection from Clanmates her own age, often trying to ward warriors her age off by pretending not to care about anything they have to say and staying around Clanmates outside of her age group.
Hawksplash

**Hawksplash** is a black and white tabby cat with yellow eyes.

**Hawksplash** was born as **Hawkkit** to Sunlitshadow alongside her sibling Beetlekit.

## Appearance

Hawksplash is a brown striped tabby with a white chest, white paws, and a white streak running up her right eye. She has vibrant yellow eyes, much like a hawk. Her stature is average for her age, but she is unusually muscular with a sturdy build.

## Personality

Hawksplash grew up with a competitive personality, always trying to be the best out of her disjointed family. Not growing up with her biological kin other than her brother, Beetlepaw, created a sense of hyper-independence which she carries on her shoulders. She is headstrong, somewhat egotistical, and thinks that she knows what is best for herself and others. Naturally, this ends up causing issues when she is told to do something she doesn’t agree with, which even leads to her rule breaking (or bending) sometimes.

Her biggest fear is failure, that she won’t live up to her self-made expectations and fail to grow into her own paws in the way she envisions. Under her pelt hides deep insecurities, and she compensates for it by putting all of her energy into shaping herself into the ideal cat.

She often finds other cats to be somewhat aloof, with impractical ideas about following what their heart is telling them to do. But even though she thinks many cats have their heads in the clouds and can be prickly at times, Hawksplash is deeply loyal to those she cares about. Her close friends, family, and even her Clan members are of the utmost importance to her. Even when she finds them bothersome, she is extremely loyal under her rough exterior and will do anything for them. She guards her heart carefully, as breaking her trust would be the most grievous act against her.

In her friendships, she can often be brutally honest. She thinks she always knows what’s best, and won’t hesitate to tell her closest friends what she really thinks if she believes they are on the wrong path. Likewise, she is somewhat sarcastic and loves to make fun of her friends when they act in a way she deems to be silly.

Hawksplash loves patrolling and practicing battle moves, and is naturally talented at digging due to her muscular build.

## Family

**Parent:**
Sunlitshadow (living, confirmed)

**Adoptive Parent:**
Dreamfrost (living, confirmed)

**Sibling:**
Beetlenose (living, confirmed)

**Half-Siblings:**
Icestorm (living, confirmed)
Lynxgale (living, confirmed)
Hailchase

**Hailchase** is a silver and white tabby cat with yellow eyes.

**Hailchase** was born as **Hailkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Hailchase is a slim, average height, slightly muscular long-haired light gray tabby tom with a white underbelly, chin, inner ears and paws. He has gentle but sharp yellow eyes, small ears tufts, and a bushy tail.

## Personality

Hailchase had been a quiet cat ever since kithood, perhaps the quietest one in his litter. He is a gentle soul but generally prefers to keep to himself which makes him a bit of a loner in his Clan. Despite that, he is known for being prideful and would never let down a challenge if it came his way, itching to prove his skills to everyone and gain the approval of those around him.

Hailchase is pretty stoic and is known for taking things a little too seriously, making it a bit harder for him to understand jokes and making him a bit boring to hang out with, as he is always going on about self-care and potential dangers. Despite that, he is a trustworthy cat who is known for being able to keep his calm in stressful situations and is strangely wise for his age.

Despite that, he is quite stubborn and hard to please. Arguing with him is basically him lecturing you about why you're wrong and it is not exactly a productive conversation due to his very poor communication skills, but he generally means well and is just looking out for his Clanmates. Even if his antics are frustrating, he is gentle even when criticizing you, and it's rare to see him mad. However, his calm antics may usually come off as infuriating.

## Family

**Half-Sibling:**
Antlerbrook (living, confirmed)
Redroot

**Redroot** is a red tabby cat with hazel eyes.

**Redroot** was born as **Redkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Redroot is a big, stocky, broad-shouldered trans she-cat with hazel eyes. She has long, rough red tabby fur which makes her seem even bigger. Her ears are torn and she hides several scars under her thick pelt. She has a small underbite.

## Personality

Because of her muteness, Redroot grew up being misunderstood and doubted. Her inability to speak, combined with her worse-than-average social skills, caused her to lack deep connections and relationships with her Clanmates, peer or otherwise, meaning she had no one to turn to while growing up. This has caused her to develop a tough outer skin, appearing aloof and uncaring to any who might be looking for a weakness. However, due to her not being entirely trusting of her Clanmates, it might as well appear so to all who look nigh once.

Nevertheless, despite her “lone wolf” position in the Clan, she doesn't go out of her way to avoid contact with other cats. Quite on the contrary, she is very active when it comes to clan duties, even the ones others would find “demeaning” or “unsavory.” She will not hesitate at an opportunity to use her size and strength for the good of the Clan, even if it means getting her paws dirty.

She is greatly dedicated to her Clan and the warrior code, even above herself. She will doubtlessly execute any order given to her by the leader, deputy or healer, but she will not stand for it if anyone else tries to order her around.
Quailchirp

**Quailchirp** is a gray cat with forest-green eyes.

**Quailchirp** was born as **Quailkit** to unknown parents alongside his sibling Harekit.

## Appearance

A deep toned Russian Blue tom-cat with lush, forest green eyes. He has a slight faded smoke of a lighter blue-gray around his muzzle area. He has long legs, making his strides longer than average.

## Personality

Quailchirp is a tom with an approachable tone but is entirely driven by self-preservation. Most cats mistake him for liking she-cats—he does not. He takes long strides around camp when not busy, looking around for a cat to speak with to pass time as he prefers to spend time with anyone but himself.

His patrols usually consist of mostly chatting, and the odd time he’ll actually listen for prey and look for something in particular. When it seems he isn’t paying attention, he is actually listening and logging for later. He is a cat to come forward and ask something if he has questions, no filters. To Quailchirp, there is no time for beating around bushes, as life is fleeting and death could always be around the corner.

Though he is attracted to toms, he is very charismatic with both toms and she-cats. He doesn’t actively search out love, but he isn’t opposed to the idea of settling down with a tom and adopting a kit if the opportunity ever arose. For a while, as an apprentice, he was heavily interested in Shadestep, but as he grew, he was positive he had a crush on the tom and ended up preferring the idea of being his best friend instead. This is still being worked on... constantly.

## Family

**Sibling:**
Haresnow (living, confirmed)
Morninghymn

**Morninghymn** is a tortoiseshell cat with blue eyes.

**Morninghymn** was born as **Morningkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Morninghymn is a fluffy, sleek and soft mostly black she-cat with patches of ginger tabby markings on her face, legs, and tip of her tail. She has a well-built figure, a long tail, and striking, sharp blue eyes.

## Personality

Morninghymn is quite the personality in EmberClan. From the time she was a kit, she’s been known for being very energetic and excitable, causing quite the ruckus as she pushed the other kits in the den with her to play and go on little adventures that usually ended with the older cats heavily and sternly lecturing all of them.

As an apprentice her energy remained, and she was known for being awake early and always excitedly going to any apprentice session, though her excitement and hyperactivity sometimes led her to be distracted from what her mentor actually wanted her to do, meaning she did need some extra guidance to succeed, but she got there in the end.

As a warrior, Morninghymn is known for her leadership qualities and her no-nonsense attitude. Retaining her energy even after all this time, she knows others may not find the usual, mundane warrior duties as fun as she does, so she usually goes the extra mile to ensure everyone on a patrol with her gets to have at least a bit of fun before going to camp, while still getting the necessary work done. She also makes it a point to push anyone lazing around to get work done as well.

Her no-nonsense attitude may get a bit overbearing at times. Loud about her opinions, she doesn't take kindly to those who insult other cats and she does not hesitate to voice her feelings about it, meaning she can get into quite the few arguments every now and then. She doesn't believe she's doing anything wrong or stepping over any boundaries, rather she is putting a cat stepping over the line in their place.

But generally, her heart is in the right place. She just wants to ensure that her Clanmates are well and happy, especially those who may not have the courage to stand up for themselves. She is basically an overprotective extroverted older sister, even to cats older than her. Every cat knows that as soon as she becomes a mom, she will transform to be everyone's mom.
Cherrydrop

**Cherrydrop** is a dilute tortoiseshell cat with blue-green eyes.

**Cherrydrop** was born as **Cherrykit** to Canarydance and Junipernose alongside her siblings Berrykit and Hollykit.

## Appearance

Cherrydrop is a dilute tortoiseshell cat. As a kit, she is smaller than average, but grows to be average size as a full-grown warrior. She has almost no white on her with only small patches on her muzzle and tail tip. She has short fur that is a random mix of gray and muted ginger. She's quite stocky with a round head and strong limbs. Cherrydrop has large, brilliant green eyes that almost appear blue around her pupils. Her tongue and paw pads are a soft, baby pink while her nose and ears are darker and more muted, with gray spots scattered on like the rest of her body.

## Personality

Cherrydrop is a very outgoing, happy-go-lucky, follow the leader kit. She loves conversation and getting to know more about others, but she also is happy to sit calmly and relax if those around her are doing so. She gets very nervous in positions where she has to lead, regardless of who she is leading. She trusts easily and follows no matter what, especially with her siblings, who she trusts with her life. With this trust, she forgives easily as well. However, if her trust is lost, it will be very, very hard to get back.

Cherrydrop is fascinated by the other Clans and their traditions, though she finds them very mysterious as well. She likes going to Gatherings simply to talk to apprentices of other Clans and simply learn. She sees no wrong in becoming friends with cats from other Clans, however, she would avoid creating relationships. She believes in the code, but sees no wrong in bending the rules slightly. She doesn't like rigidity, liking to have a margin of freedom, enjoying the occasional quiet time alone from the chaos of the Clan.

She loves her parents and siblings very much and is blissfully unaware of the drama surrounding her parents and would love to become friends with her half-siblings. Though it doesn't happen often, when she gets overwhelmed, she will snap, whether with words or tooth and claw. For the most part, however, she is a very sweet cat who just follows those around her.

## Family

**Parents:**
Canarydance (living, confirmed)
Junipernose (deceased, StarClan member)

**Siblings:**
Berrysprout (living, confirmed)
Hollyrain (living, confirmed)

**Half-Siblings:**
Bluecreek (living, confirmed)
Rainsweptwave (living, confirmed)

**Aunt/Uncle:**
Iceclaw (living, confirmed)
Corianderpaw

**Corianderpaw** is a seal point cat with blue-green eyes.

**Corianderpaw** was born as **Corianderkit** to Cascadewalker and Lilacmist alongside his siblings Aspenkit and Galekit.

## Appearance

Looking much like his father, Corianderpaw adorns a slightly paled tone compared to Cascadewalker. He has lighter tones when standing next to him, his eyes even being a paler tone of blue-green mix.

Corianderpaw has a long tail, small paws and shiny fur.

## Personality

Corianderpaw is known as an excitable and energetic young cat, seemingly having a ton of his father's qualities, including his more emotional side, as he seems to express his emotions much more outwardly in comparison to his mother. Corianderpaw seems to struggle staying in one place at a time, as he seems to have a natural talent for multi-tasking, often impressing most adult cats in his life by looking distracted yet having complete attention. Because of that, the start of his apprenticeship wasn't as overwhelming as others may expect.

Corianderpaw is curious and rambunctious. He enjoys learning about others and he does his best to cheer up cats around him. He’s a little intimidated by the elders in the elders' den, but on the other paw, he absolutely adores following a certain ginger cat around camp, insisting that the warrior teach him something new. He seems to have always held the warrior in high regards, wanting to gain his attention and learn all there is to know from him. No one knows the underlying reason for his attachment, aside from maybe his father, although it appears that he genuinely seems to attach to others quickly, especially any potential friends or teachers, having a strong attachment to his mother Lilacmist who, whilst she adores him, believes he needs to be more independent.

His emotions often take the better of him. He notices shifts in cats around him quickly and tends to always take it personally, and although he is easy to read, he tends to try his best to carry himself through it and not show how upset he truly is, and later try to take it as a drive to try harder and improve over all, as that is what means most to him. His determination is his strongest quality, but how far can determination go before it reaches unreachable heights?

## Family

**Parents:**
Cascadewalker (living, confirmed)
Lilacmist (living, confirmed)

**Siblings:**
Aspenpaw (living, confirmed)
Galepaw (living, confirmed)
Flutterveil

**Flutterveil** is a gray cat with blue-gray eyes.

**Flutterveil** was born as **Flutterkit** to Kiterise and Sleekwing.

## Appearance

Flutterveil is a blue oriental shorthair cat with pale blue-gray eyes and a smoky gray nose. She has extremely large ears and a long face/snout for a cat, and even longer legs. Her tall, lanky body compliments her incredibly short, thin fur. Her coat is all one solid blue color with a lighter shade forming a gradient on her face and a darker one on her tail/backside area. The darker gradient stops in two stripes on the tip of her tail and at her back paws, which all end in the same lighter color as her face. Her ears also share the darker color.

## Personality

Upon first impression, Flutterveil appears to be bratty and overly self-confident. Despite her cool color scheme, she exudes this fiery passionate energy you’d typically find in a younger cat. It’s easy to know when she enters the room because of her boisterous need to announce her successes of the day—whether anyone wants to hear them or not. She has an exceptionally hard time admitting out loud she was wrong, and can be hard-headed a lot of the time. Flutterveil is loud, proud, and ready to mess around! She loves getting into trouble—unless she’s caught, that is!

Despite the impression she gives, Flutterveil is actually very insecure. She holds herself to an extremely high standard and crashes when she can’t reach it—hence why she talks herself up all the time. She is constantly trying to convince herself that she can do good and difficult things, that she’s capable. So much so that she gets into her own head!

She is almost constantly practicing, whether it be battle or hunting techniques. Her lanky body and tall legs make her more gifted toward speed, hence why she wishes to be a skywatcher. She often works herself so hard that she fizzles out and needs to rest hard. Her least favorite type of cat is one who is lazy—she wonders why they don’t think they could be something greater while also envying the ability to let oneself laze about like that.

## Family

**Parents:**
Kiterise (living, confirmed)
Sleekwing (living, confirmed)

**Grandparent:**
Oliveyew (living, confirmed)
Heronrose

**Heronrose** is a tortoiseshell cat with green eyes.

**Heronrose** was born as **Heronkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Heronrose is a slick tortoiseshell with an unusually russety undercoat. Her smaller frame makes her shorter than average, though she isn't as lithe as some EmberClan cats. Despite this, she stands with her head held high.

With its mottled pattern you wouldn't even be able to see a speck of dirt, but with Heronrose's vanity there wouldn't be any to see. Her short fur is always well-groomed. And although it looks soft, the pelt is surprisingly sleek.

She walks as if she's prowling, balanced low to the ground. With her darker pelt and shadowed green eyes, Heronrose is almost akin to a panther.

## Personality

Strong, somber and noble, Heronrose is a senior warrior who strives to care for every member of her Clan. She's fiercely maternal, in her own strange and serious way. At a glance, she's scary. Judging eyes and an unreadable expression, she rarely expresses the emotions buried deep in her chest. But she saves a soft, quiet kind of smile for those that need it.

Seasons of experience make her an excellent warrior, perhaps more specialized than a general warrior should be. It's impressive, really, though it only adds to her intimidating first impression. Alas, she prides herself less on her skills and more on her empathy. Heronrose is good at reading others. It's an energy she can taste on the air; if something is bothering a cat, she can pick it out with ease.

Rarely does she offer cheer. Her method of caring for others is quiet; she'll sit with you in silence, she'll gift advice in the form of metaphors, she'll be a shoulder to cry on, a pillar of support. There's a sadness in her shadowed eyes. She carries a weight on her shoulders, but she's more than willing to bear the weight of someone else, if only for a little while.
Fawnfeather

**Fawnfeather** is a silver lilac tabby cat with soft green eyes.

**Fawnfeather** was born as **Fawnkit** to unknown parents alongside her sibling Turkeykit.

## Appearance

A silver lilac tabby she-cat with soft green eyes. She's got a long, lithe body and tall legs. Her facial structure is that of a typical oriental, with a long, prominent nose and large ears. Her fur is of a medium-length, occasionally snagging on various burrs or branches.

## Personality

Fawnfeather’s a notably serious gal. She's got little patience for a lot of the little things and cats, as well as a dull imagination. She can't make up things for mouse-dung. She can be taken as, or, well, be quite rude and is not afraid to threaten or beat someone if it's needed. This isn't to say she's amoral, though. She's got a strong set of them, and the top rule is to always be honest, protect her family, and do what's right, even if it's bloody and uncouth. She is determined and stubborn in every way, dead set on her goals and traditions, no matter what they may be.

She doesn't exercise much empathy, showing no remorse for the arguments and drama she has caused over the years. This cat has short fuse and a fiery temper, though she would never let a kit or apprentice take the brunt of it. She prefers to be kind and a strong role model for younger cats. Not to mention, she kisses up to those who are higher in rank than her, trying to please them as much as she can and get on their good sides.

Generally, Fawnfeather is a cat that is quite composed and elegant. She speaks like it, too, using very precise manners and passing off irritation as some passive aggressive comment and a condescending purr. Though, if you’ve gained her favor (she’s picky; just ask her mentor about how much she fussed over having the right friends), she’s quite amiable and kind. As a young cat, she was clumsy and uncoordinated. It’s quite clear that the way she goes about life now is something calculated, learned. And sometimes, if you catch her off guard, you’ll see that clumsy little cat again, aloof and nosy.

## Family

**Sibling:**
Turkeyleap (living, confirmed)
Juno

**Juno** is a silver and white lynx point cat with bright blue eyes.

**Juno** was born as a kittypet to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Juno is a long-furred smoke and white tabby. Her eyes are angular and bright blue with gray markings below her eyeline. She otherwise has soft features, with gray paws and a long luxurious tail.

## Personality

Once a kittypet turned loner, Juno one day decided that a life spent looking through a window wasn’t for her. As a young cat, she left her two denmates and went off on her own to find what makes her whole. Although attention from Twolegs is something she misses sometimes, her restless spirit and carefree personality thrive wandering through the endless territory beyond the walls of the stone forest, exploring every nook and cranny.

Many seasons away from being a kittypet has turned her into somewhat of a smooth-talker, able to escape many dangerous situations. Being pretty and persuasive has its benefits, as it allows her to follow her own set of rules regardless of what other cats think. However, she does not make it a point to make new acquaintances. Of course, Juno has her close friends, but she attempts to keep to herself in most cases and is hesitant of large groups.

Juno knows she is looking for something, but doesn’t know what that something is. The life of a loner suits her, as she can roam wherever she pleases and befriend whoever she wants. But no matter where she goes, her heart is like a soaring bird, only moving with the wind and the knowledge it will find its way home in the end.

Someday she will find what she’s looking for.
Pickle

**Pickle** is a black cat with yellow eyes.

**Pickle** was born as an outsider to unknown parents.

## Appearance

A large, medium haired, solid black tom. Lazy yellow eyes peer deeply into the souls of cats he rests his gaze on, his graying muzzle beginning to show his age. He walks hunched over, his tail hanging low. Long years spend alone in the wilderness have taken their toll on his body, and scars lay hidden beneath his shiny fur. Pickle’s scruff is discolored slightly by the sun.

## Personality

A lazy gaze monitors the passers-by closely, always reducing himself to a fly on the wall. At first glance the senior tom seems rather aloof and distant. Choosing to stay along after having been abandoned by his owners, he roams the lands alone. He came from far outside the territories. In the past he never stayed in one place for long, however, his age has made traveling more difficult.

On his journeys he’s gained a moderate amount of knowledge, on occasion staying with other cats when necessary to chase away the loneliness. He has a reputation for going out of his way to help cats who need it. He is soft-spoken and calm. His life has been filled with fear and uncertainty, to the point where he doesn’t even truly acknowledge either anymore. It’s easy to fear nothing when you have nothing to lose. In his perspective, everything in life is merely a fleeting moment.

He can often be found pondering life in silence, and empty stare drifting off into the void, contemplating theories, possibilities, present threats, past pains and future happenings. However, he never seems to be able to find the words to express any of these complex oceans of mind.

At his heart he is incredibly kind, and thrives when he sees cats smile. He carries a natural charisma, being rather sarcastic and witty. He’s a pretty decent diplomat too. However, he distances himself the second he starts feeling a connection. The only thing he still fears is more tears in his damaged heart. He thinks himself a realist, yet his judgement is blinded by always assuming the worst outcomes. He’s not used to sharing his space with others and can be a bit of a slob. He can also spend long moments in total silence and only really talks when he needs to. He also has a tendency to act on his own accord without communicating his intentions. His biggest flaw is that he willingly deprives himself of the thing he needs most out of fear: community.
Darkhaze

**Darkhaze** is a black cat with golden eyes.

**Darkhaze** was born as **Darkkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Darkhaze is a slim black cat with brown undertones that appear in direct sunlight. Her eyes are a golden-yellow and a few small white hairs dot along her chest like specks of snow.

## Personality

Darkhaze is a slim black cat with golden-yellow eyes and soft browns undertones in direct sunlight. Curious and bright, she loves the water and loves to explore, her first love being the bottoms of the creeks. She loves to watch the sunlight across the water and the way it ripples on the floor of the rivers and creeks. It isn't uncommon to find it belly deep in the waters with its face plunged into the liquid to just watch the light dance. Darkhaze is always on the lookout for smooth and shiny stones, black feathers, and fish scales to decorate dens with, ever adoring the way it makes the camp shimmer and shine in small bits of sunshine.

Her understanding of the world is optimistic, with the idea that all things will work out in the end and that things are only as bad as your mind-set. It loves to cheer others up, though the biggest downfall to that is that it can easily be drawn into sadder tones when its efforts don't work. Darkhaze likes to think that they can help everyone, but that ideal is one rooted in the mind of youth and naivety.

Some would say that Darkhaze has no sense of personal boundaries and will overextend herself in an effort to help others, even at the detriment of its own mental, emotional, and physical health, always quick to prioritize others over itself. Too kind and too forgiving, with little to no bite, Darkhaze shirks from confrontation, leaning heavily on the idea that conflicts are better solved with words than fighting.
Beetongue

**Beetongue** is a dilute tortoiseshell cat with olive green eyes.

**Beetongue** was born as **Beekit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Beetongue is a blue and cream dilute tortoiseshell. Her build is oddly tall for her age, and she has long, thick fur that mats easily on her stomach. She has olive green eyes.

## Personality

Beetongue uses her fury to keep her going, and when she becomes tired, she thinks of all the things that make her angry. She is bristly, sharp, quick to anger, persuasive, stubborn, brave, brisk, menacing, furious, defensive, fierce, and impatient. Her anger is both a weapon and a safe place for her to go when her emotions become too complicated.

Despite this, she keeps to herself and doesn't interact with others often. She prefers combat and was disinterested in education and making friends, and she sees apprenticeship as a punishment rather than a reward. She does not like other cats, specifically those from other Clans, and rarely interacts with them positively. She looks down on others by judging them and evaluating their worth based on their battle prowess. She often wishes that she could run away from the Clans since she hates socializing and being around others anyways.

Despite her harsh exterior, deep down Beetongue is truly insecure. She worries everyone else will think that she is weak and that her chance at meeting her impossible life goals will be ruined. She despises other apprentices and tries her best to steer herself away from getting close to any of them.
Haresnow

**Haresnow** is a gray cat with forest-green eyes.

**Haresnow** was born as **Harekit** to unknown parents alongside her sibling Quailkit.

## Appearance

A very fluffy russian blue maine coon mix she-cat with a white splotch on her chest and one lower on her stomach. She has forest green eyes and a tall, muscular build that intimidates some cats.

## Personality

Haresnow is a vibrant personality with sass and snark that could fill an entire forest. She is polite to those who deserve it, but doesn’t hesitate to hiss at those she doesn’t like or trust.

Her fur is the most important thing to her; cleaning her pelt about 60 times in a day alone.

Water is her worst enemy, and the wind makes her angry when it blows her fur.

She is very sarcastic and chaotic, and will always scream if alone due to her everlasting separation anxiety with every cat in her Clan practically.

She doesn’t know why she’s afraid to be alone but she doesn’t risk anything like that often—and if she does, it’s in one of her tantrums and she will storm off into the forest and start screaming then turn the complete opposite way and run that way like the weird cat she is.

She and one of her two littermates Quailchirp aren’t as close in personality as the other one. Her and her sister always got along much better than the two and their brother.

Don't talk to her about high rankings—she has a very high and prominent distaste towards such cats.

## Family

**Sibling:**
Quailchirp (living, confirmed)
Mousetuft

**Mousetuft** is a black and white tabby cat with pale yellow eyes.

**Mousetuft** was born as **Mousekit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Imposing is the first word that comes to mind seeing this tom; Mousetuft is large for a CedarClan cat with just as much—if not a little more—muscle as expected for a cat of his Clan to have. Of course his long fur adds to his size, a mousey brown marked with thick black stripes in a classic tabby swirl along his sides making a striking pattern of darkness that helps him blend into the mottled shadows on the forest floor. White marks his chin and spreads down to his chest where it fades before meeting his belly, a flash of paleness mostly hidden in a hunting crouch, with his paws all being that same pristine white. Second to his size the most noticeable thing about him is his missing tail and the scarring surrounding his haunches; a very clear mark of a fight that nearly turned deadly that he somehow survived. One of his ears was also torn in that fight and a small scar lays just above one of his pale yellow eyes—all long healed, all adding to his intimidating looks.

## Personality

He was named for his size only days after his birth, the runt of his litter stubbornly surviving alongside his siblings at his mother's belly. No one expected him to get so big, to be bigger than his siblings by the time they were apprenticed and then larger than his mentor.

Luckily, despite his size, Mousetuft was always a pleasant sort of cat; cheerful and kind through kithood, dutiful and reliable during his apprenticeship, his mother was more than proud of the cat her littlest kitten had grown into and that was enough for Mousetuft. He's generous, giving up his favorite prey if it means making someone else happy, going without meals during the worst of leaf-bare to be sure others get to eat. Good. Honorable, even.

But no cat is perfect and Mousetuft is certainly a cat. In his youth especially he was known for being a little reckless and eager to show off, too sure of his strength. It was this recklessness that led him off course during his warrior assessment, following a scent that led him face to face with a fox. Scared, startled off of a meal, the fox attacked—and what happened after that was a blur to Mousetuft, memories that never really became clear again, until he'd woken up days later in the healer's den with his mother's stressed purring beside him.

He had lost his tail to the fox in a desperate attempt to crawl under a bramble bush, already wounded and more than afraid. It wasn't easy to live without it, to relearn what he's capable of and what he may need to leave behind, but he's adjusted well for the most part. There are still problems, sure, but Mousetuft is determined to be the best warrior he can.
Cloverdove

**Cloverdove** is a silver chocolate and white tabby cat with yellow-green eyes.

**Cloverdove** was born as **Cloverkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

With a slender body and short fur, it’s hard for this she-cat to hide the obvious limp hind leg at her side. Despite the permanent injury, Cloverdove looks healthy at her older age, her brown and white coat shining healthy and her yellowish green eyes sparking with life.

## Personality

EmberClan was hers. As a kit, all Cloverdove ever knew was that she strived to be leader. She was headstrong, determined, and stubborn, qualities she has always kept with her and qualities that proved her to be perfect for the position of deputy. She was pleased when gaining her nine lives, holding no doubts that her leadership would grant EmberClan new heights and strength.

Though she was a tough leader, there are very few that could call her a bad one. She held an iron grasp over her Clan, the only thing that kept her Clan together under her reign. However, she knew that she couldn’t stay leader forever, and is pleased with her level of intelligence of having a fling to give birth to a litter. All perfectly timed, and with her position, she granted her son the role of deputy at an early age.

EmberClan couldn’t be under her rule forever, but she could make sure it was hers forever. Her bloodline was the key to fulfilling her goals, to make sure that what was hers stayed hers. There was only one thing she couldn’t plan for and that was the threat of dogs stealing her ability to walk. After a dog attack, one of her hind legs wasn’t able to heal properly, as well as other injuries, due to her older age, leaving her unable to do much for her Clan. Because of this, she stepped down prematurely from her place as leader, resigning to the elders' den, the only thing bringing her happiness now being her grasp over Straystar.

## Family

**Former Mate:**
Fallowdust (living, confirmed)

**Kits:**
Oakbreeze (living, confirmed)
Straystar (living, confirmed)

**Nieces/Nephews:**
Eaglepine (living, confirmed)
Needlemask (living, confirmed)
Silentwatcher

**Silentwatcher** is a black cat with light amber eyes.

**Silentwatcher** was born as **Silentkit** to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Silentwatcher is a black she-cat with light amber eyes. Her fur is sleek and average in length, with small patches of white fur dotted on her chest and belly. Her body is average, although her legs are longer, meaning she can take great strides when running, easier with her lean body. She has a slightly muscular body, hidden easily under her fur which gives her the appearance of a simple warrior who can only sit around and watch.

## Personality

Silentwatcher is a cat bound to the duties of a warrior. Stuck and unable to break free from the words of the past, she grew into a she-cat who only obeys the code and those above her. Bound as if chains were wrapped around her, Silentwatcher had no need to converse with those around her and with no siblings, grew a life of solitude, with only her mother molding her mind and body with the way she saw fit.

Growing up, Silentwatcher was always focused on learning, on hunting and fighting and all other skills that would make her a good warrior. Yet it had been obvious to see that her hunting skills were better than all above. Striving to hunt every day of her life, she always brings back at least some form of prey, even if it was one measly minnow. Though content with hunting anywhere within the territory, the she-cat often finds herself near trees and bushes, blending in when the night takes over and the prey can’t see anything but amber eyes staring back.

With her future and actions being led by another, Silentwatcher loved leaving camp and exploring the territory, and found herself resting many times at the dark tunnel as an apprentice. Getting away from all the noise, the dark tunnel let her mind roam free as she could finally relax, always thinking back to the ghost stories that her father had told her. As the moons passed she found herself visiting less and less, yet the never-ending tunnel always brought comfort for her whenever she needed it, as the barriers she wraps herself in come undone, even if for a small amount of time.

Silentwatcher is stuck. Stuck within her duties, and stuck within her own mind as she remains unswayed by others' opinions of her. Yet the ever so small thought at the back of her mind hopes for a day when she can talk with others—to share her thoughts and opinions with someone other than herself. Though she doesn’t know it herself, she wishes to be free from the restraints that hold her down, she wishes to simply be normal and not be controlled by someone who is no longer here.

Maybe within the near future, Silentwatcher may find herself surrounded by others, sharing meals and partaking in fun activities. But she may also find herself in the same situation as always, alone and working till her legs won’t be able to carry her. Either route her life goes, Silentwatcher will not mind, she will just let the days pass no matter how it turns out. As long as she feels like she has been of use to her Clan, she will not mind what it took to get there.

## Family

**Mate:**
Minnowcreek (living, confirmed)
LaBelle

**LaBelle** is a tortoiseshell and white cat with hazel eyes.

**LaBelle** was born as a kittypet to unknown parents alongside her sibling Celeste.

## Appearance

LaBelle is a soft to the touch calico she-cat with the palest hazel eyes that are brought out by the markings around her face. She has a mottled skin tone, mixed between dark and pale pink in various areas.

She is rather short for her age, appearing to have been dwarfed by her littermate by an entire cat-head length. Some would say she is a runt, but she just stopped growing at a certain size.

## Personality

LaBelle is enthusiastic and occasionally too inquisitive for her own good. With a love for hunting and a fear of getting into a fight, this small calico seems to choose her charisma over her claws in every situation.

As a former kittypet, LaBelle would be thought of as soft and unfit for survival outside, but in reality, her litter was born outside and brought in by their twolegs until they had grown old enough to be outdoor cats, so she has been surviving outside all on her own the whole time since about seven moons old.

Curiosity gets the better of her and she often crosses into places she shouldn’t—but she is always up for making a friend over an enemy. If she is caught by an aggressive looking cat, she will most likely try and get out of it if her charisma doesn’t work—or her sibling doesn’t swoop in and save her.

LaBelle enjoys adventure and loves to learn, taking every opportunity she can to gain new knowledge about something she had previously only heard snippets about, or newly found out. When it comes to sharpening her hunting skills, just give her a time and a place—she’ll be there.

## Family

**Sibling:**
Bastet (living, confirmed)
Celeste (living, confirmed)
Hemlockgale

**Hemlockgale** is a dilute tortoiseshell and white cat with blue eyes.

**Hemlockgale** was born as **Hemlockkit** to unknown parents alongside xer siblings Eveningkit and Morningkit.

## Appearance

A dilute tortoiseshell and white cat with sharp powder blue eyes and a small build that comes in handy when mixed with their specialty, helping her go quicker due to xer small structure and size.

## Personality

A sharp-tongued, sarcastic cat that can’t hold their sarcasm in for more than a day. Xe doesn’t mind large groups or small groups—you could call her the elephant in the room, but xe doesn’t go by a title in total. They can be temperamental at times, but most times you can avoid her snaps by avoiding eye contact.

They can be seen doing xer duties, sometimes with her siblings, sometimes not. Xe doesn’t hate social interaction, just would rather not hang out with strongheaded, idiotic cats.

She is usually found out of camp, not being a huge fan of the small, cramped place she calls xer home. She is very fond of exploring each border around xer Clan, finding it a challenge if she can see a cat at each one in a moonhigh.

Xe hates stubborn cats with nothing but confidence. A little is fine with her, but if you go out of your way to look down on xer, she will not tolerate it for a second.

They don’t mind being given nicknames, as long as they aren’t anything stupid. Being belittled is their least favorite thing. They will most likely lash out if you treat them like a kit.

## Family

**Siblings:**
Eveningsky (living, confirmed)
Morningsong (living, confirmed)

**Half-Sibling:**
Thistletuft (living, confirmed)