ROWANFALL Name: "Hello. I am Rowanfall of NightClan."Gender: "I am a tom. It is okay, I do not take offense."Rank: "I am the deputy. Please let me know if you need anything." He doesn't have a need for power. He just wants to serve his Clan the best he can, and he's a supportive presence, a steady shoulder to lean on.
Age: "I am thirty-eight moons old."Personality: "I care deeply for my Clanmates." Rowanfall is genuinely a nurturing, soft-hearted type. He is extremely patient and gentle. Unless someone has done something terrible, like torturing his Clanmates, he never loses his temper. Rowanfall is easily intimidated by his Clanmates, and he does everything possible to please everyone. He is lighthearted but in a mature way. He always keeps a positive outlook, and wants to make sure every cat is okay.
Description: "I'm quite tall." Indeed. To the left, that would be Rowanfall's size. To the right, that's a tom of above-average stature. Rowanfall is a big cat, athletic and muscular, but also elegant. He has golden and ginger tabby fur, and the characteristic ear tufts of his family. His eyes are a warm, soft mahogany brown. Compared to his Aunt Sunclaw, he has much softer features. His fur is rather thick, which keeps him warm. He's a pleasant cat to sit beside on a cold leaf-bare night. Rowanfall loves to comfort others with his warmth.
History: "I am happy to be in this Clan now." The leader of his old Clan, Applestar, wasn't a very good one. She would exile others who wanted to be deputy, and the actual deputies would keep on disappearing. Rowanfall ran away once his parents disappeared. He soon found his Aunt Sunclaw, and he was more than happy to join the newly-forming NightClan. He admires Nightstar, but he's a little intimidated by her.
Crush: "May I skip this question please?"Mate: "I've never had one. Perhaps I am too much of a pushover. Do you think this is so?"Kits: "I love kits, but I never had a mate."
SUNCLAW Name: "My name is Sunclaw."Gender: "I am a she-cat, but I understand the confusion."Rank: "I am a loyal warrior."Age: "I am seventy-two moons."Personality: "I always do my best for my Clan." Sunclaw is ridiculously calm and composed. She cares deeply about her Clanmates, and she truly means well. She can be quite obsessive over protecting the Clan though. She often unintentionally makes others uncomfortable too; when she tries to comfort others, sometimes they literally think she's trying to murder them or something. She does have a very deep, level voice that's a little
too reassuring. To be completely honest, Sunclaw would rather finish off a mortally wounded Clanmate on the battlefield, rather than bringing him to the medicine cat. She asks permission, but
still. Despite her good intentions, Sunclaw is much worse than the historical Tigerstar in many ways.
Description: "I am a very large cat, so you will have no trouble recognizing me." That's an understatement. Sunclaw is honestly a giant compared to any normal cat. She's bigger than Rowanfall, and she's also extremely strong and sturdily built. Nobody wants to sit behind this huge warrior during a Clan meeting.
Sunclaw has black fur, which doesn't really work with her bright name. She was really named for her inner warmth. The cold doesn't bother her during leaf-bare. Her pelt is extremely thick and rather long, and her ears have the tufts her family is known for. Her eyes are a blend of russet and gold. It's hard to make eye contact with her. Overall she looks powerful, regal, and somewhat handsome, with broad shoulders and an assertive aura.
History: "I would tell you the story anytime." Sunkit was born in another Clan, and she was the only survivor of the litter. She was the most awkward apprentice as Sunpaw, especially when she hit her growth spurt. She finally became Sunclaw because of her newfound strength and fighting ability. She and her father were eventually exiled from the Clan, because her mother (the leader) accused Sunclaw of treachery. Applestar was just afraid Sunclaw would be a threat for the leadership role.
Anyway, her father is dead now. Sunclaw joined NightClan when it was forming. She supported Nightstar unfalteringly, and she would never let her leader down. She's a killer, but not a traitor.
Crush: "No thank you."Mate: "He died a long time ago."Kits: "My kits are Cloverpaw, Cliffpaw, and Larkflight." Larkflight is adopted.
CLOVERPAW Name: "I'm Cloverpaw."Gender: "She-cat. One more question like this, and I will rip open your belly and-" Let's stop her there...
Rank: "A warrior's apprentice. I am not a medicine cat."Age: "Ten moons."Personality: "Oh? Who said you could keep interrogating me?" Cloverpaw isn't nice with strangers. In fact, she would love to claw off an unknown cat's ears. She's extremely aggressive, and nothing like her mother; she doesn't hold her anger back. She snaps at everyone who ticks her off.
This, fortunately, doesn't apply to her Clanmates. Cloverpaw is a hard worker, and fiercely loyal. She's even friendly with the other apprentices. Cloverpaw doesn't talk back often, not even to her own mother. She's just a jerk if you're not part of NightClan. Otherwise, she's always up for a friendly conversation.
Description: "What do you want." Unlike her mother, Cloverpaw is downright tiny. She's a petite black-furred cat with the same russet-and-gold eyes, and the same ear tufts, except Cloverpaw isn't at all intimidating. She hates it. She wants to be a huge domineering brute like her mother, but she looks like a skinny kit. It's so embarrassing for her!
History: "I was born. I trained. That's it." She never even knew her father.
Crush: "No."Mate: "I have a short temper, you know."Kits: "I'm about to claw out your eyes!"
CLIFFPAW Name: "Cliffpaw."Gender: "I'm a tom."Rank: "An apprentice, of course."Age: "I'm ten moons old, like my sister."Personality: "I can be angry sometimes, and I'm sorry. I try to be a nice cat." Cliffpaw is ashamed of his temper, which can get the best of him sometimes. He's a genuinely friendly cat, and he wants to be the best warrior he can be, so he can protect his Clan.
Description: "I'm bigger than my sister, which makes her so mad." Cliffpaw is much larger than average, but not huge like his mother. He's the perfect combination of his parents. His father's brown tabby fur and soft amber eyes, his mother's muscular build and thick cold-resistant coat. His ears are normal, not tufted. He's a rather handsome apprentice, but not as imposing as his mother.
History: "Well, there's not much to it." He was really awkward when he hit his growth spurt, which hasn't stopped yet. Watch out for tripping paws!
Crush: "Uhh, do I have to say this?"Mate: "No!"Kits: "Please, no more of these questions..."
LARKFLIGHT Name: "Hi, I'm Larkflight!"Gender: "I'm a tom. You can tell by my fabulously luxurious tail. Us toms have the most beautiful tails, but that's obvious. Just look at mine!" His tail was ripped off by a badger. It's a stump.
Rank: "A warrior, but not a worrier. I like to keep things positive!"Age: "No, I'm not actually a kit. I'm twenty-five moons old. I know, hard to believe."Personality: "I'm sure you already know me!" Larkflight, well, everyone is his best friend. He is affectionate and extremely extroverted. There's not a mean whisker on his little muzzle, and he loves every cat. He's not the brightest claw on the paw though, since he's overly trusting and this makes him vulnerable. Larkflight is sweet and just wants to brighten everyone's day. It would be a shame if someone wanted to murder him, wouldn't it?
Description: "Look at this. My tail. Isn't it so cute?" He's not ashamed of his stumpy tail. In fact, he thinks it's so adorable, and believes his tail is better than anyone else's. He has silver-and-white tabby fur, with soft green eyes and a slender build. He's very lithe and graceful, but small and not very muscular (the opposite of his strongly-built giant of an adoptive mother). His coat is quite sleek, soft, and attractive. Larkflight loves keeping it well-groomed and clean.
History: "I'm so happy I'm in this Clan. It's much better than being alone!" Larkflight's parents were killed by a badger (same one that ripped off his tail). He was adopted by Sunclaw, who protected him until they found Nightstar, and NightClan began to form. Larkflight loves his adoptive mother so much, and he's always grateful he was taken in. That's why he is such a positive and cheerful cat. His mother sheltered him, so Larkflight's quite young at heart. He's a lover and not a fighter. But, he does fight for those he loves.
Crush: "What if it's you! I'm just kidding. You're a very nice she-cat, but I, uh, crushes confuse me."Mate: "I don't have one. They seem confusing!"Kits: "Am I a kit? Some cats say I act like one, but am I really!"
SNOWHEART Name: "Snowheart."Gender: "Tom."Rank: "Warrior."Age: "One of the older warriors." He's forty-six moons.
Personality: "Show some respect." Snowheart always appears calm (although he's quite unfriendly), but he has a blizzard of anger in him. He wants someone to blame for his loner companion's death, and he knows the killer is in NightClan. He blames Nightstar, just because she's the leader. He doesn't know that it was Sunclaw who killed his mentor, but he hates Sunclaw anyway. He hates Fadedfoot and Rowanfall too, but not as much. Snowheart just has a personal grudge against the powerful warriors of NightClan, and he wants to take down his most hated Clanmates.
Description: "Just take a look." Snowheart has white fur with grey tabby patches. His eyes are a cold, pale blue. He looks average in all aspects, but he does have rather large claws. Even bigger than Sunclaw's claws. (Then again, Sunclaw doesn't have to use her claws to fight... she just does her own thing.)
History: "I don't want to share." His parents were kittypets, and he got lost when he went out to explore. He was raised by a loner named Shard, who was killed by Sunclaw when he was rather young. Snowheart and the loner were trying to steal from NightClan's fresh-kill pile during leaf-bare, and Snowheart got away, but he realized Shard wasn't behind him. He later snuck back and found the loner's body. Moons later, he joined NightClan, and he's looking for revenge.
Crush: "Never."Mate: "I don't have one."Kits: "Leave now."