
name;; Darkfrost
gender;; Male
age;; Thirty-eight moons old
sexuality;; Demisexual
rank;; Rogue
desired rank;; Rogue leader
personality;; Darkfrost in his youth was carefree, relaxed, and happy. But after a series of events his ways changed. Darkfrost has always been cunning, sly, and quite charming. His cunning and charm try to outdo each other at certain times being able to sway others easily. He is good with words being able to get others into things and himself out. He is no longer carefree as he thinks carefully before doing anything. He is slow to anger but beware because when he is you don't want to be around him. He is no loner happy as he once was craving revenge. He is very ambitious but also patient and will wait as long as his ambition will let him. He is also quite secretive which comes in handy when needed. He is an expert when it comes to concealing his feelings. He is actually quite cold and distrustful when it comes to others but never shows it unless he sees it is needed. Truth of the matter is you can never tell with Darkfrost
history;; Darkfrost was born and raised in Hazeclan. He was born in a litter of three kits. His mother however was constantly fighting with another cat in the clan. Otherwise, his life was normal. One day when he was apprentice he was out hunting alongside his siblings when a badger attacked. They all helped to defeat the badger but Silverpaw-his sister-was injured in the fight. It took both him and his brother Mothpaw to drag their sister back. The medicine cat told they would have to wait and see what would happen to her. Later on they found out that Silverpaw was going to be fine. Darkfrost-at the time known as Darkpaw-was glad that his sister was fine. Nothing bad was going to happen. However, he didn't know that trouble was brewing. The cat that his mother had constantly fought with was at his limit. It was only a few moons later when his sister-Silvercloud-went missing. He was a warrior by then, and he went to search for her. When he found, her he was shocked at what he found. Silvercloud laid motionless. He was shocked to his core on what had happened. He told the clan what had happened and it wasn't long before they knew who did it. But the warrior could not be found. Surprisingly no one did anything about it. He was furious and blinded by anger and rage he left the clan. He vowed he would get revenge for his sister. He would make things right again.
description;; Large dark grey tom with amber eyes.
kin;; Silvercloud(Deceased), Motheye
crush / mate;; None
other;; None
name;; Coppertooth
gender;; Male
age;; Thirty-three moons
sexuality;; Heterosexual
rank;; Warrior
desired rank;; Achieved
personality;; Coppertooth is a quiet tom. He doesn't like to talk much preferring to listen. Coppertooth is honest, friendly, and loyal. When he thinks, someone is telling the truth he'll believe them with all his heart. He tries to give everyone a second chance. Coppertooth is loyal to his clan especially his leader. He believes she has done the right thing. And that is one of the rare times he will speak up. He is wary of others though and is smart enough not to talk too much. He doesn't have much confidence in himself preferring others to help him out on stuff rather than doing things alone.
history;; Coppertooth was born into the clan. Coppertooth at the time known as Copperkit was always getting into trouble. Of course, he would soon learn his lesson about getting into things. One day when he was only three moons old when escaped from the nursery. He was having a lot of fun outside the camp until something attacked him. Thankfully a patrol was nearby at the time and saved him. He never found out what that thing was. Anyway soon Copperkit became Copperpaw and his father was always urging him to do better. He had become quite jumpy ever since the attack when he was a kit. He struggled in his apprenticeship but once he became a warrior he knew his father would be happy. His father however was not happy when he became a warrior. His father still urged him to do better. Coppertooth which was the warrior name he had been given tried to do his best. He wasn't very jumpy now so at least that was over with. He soon got better as a warrior and but his father was never pleased. It is now moons later, and he feels like he let his father down. But that time is gone, and he can never get that time back.
description;; Sleek brown tom with white markings and green eyes.
kin;; Two brothers and a sister
crush / mate;; Open, PM me!
other;; None
name;; Skyspring
gender;; Female
age;; Twenty-four moons
sexuality;; Heterosexual
rank;; Warrior
desired rank;; Achieved
personality;; Skyspring is focused, determined, and confident. Skyspring never takes no for an answer. She is always trying to find ways to do things when others tell her she can't. She is a talented warrior a very skilled hunter. She might be young, but she has skill and wisdom beyond her years. Like all cats she has her good traits and bad ones. She is quick to anger and can be quite bitter when she is especially when she is feeling resentful. Along with being very strong-willed she is also very stubborn. Once setting, her mind on something it's hard to stop her. She is also quick to snap at other depending on the situation. She tends to get snappish when she is anxious or angered. Either way Skyspring of course holds a spot in her heart for the clan and is very protective of her clan mates. Skyspring knows that she wouldn't be who she is now without them.
history;; Skyspring was born to two very determined cats. As she grew up she was taught one main thing: never take no for an answer. She was pushed to her limit as a young kit which always made others worried. Some even told her parents they shouldn't push kits to far. But they ignored them. When she became, an apprentice she was given to a strict warrior. Her parents had made sure that she would have a mentor that would push her to her limits. She often times grew tired of the fact that she had to train so hard. It paid off though because she was way ahead of the other apprentices and was soon given her warrior name Skyspring. And soon after becoming a warrior she got to use her skills. A badger snuck into the camp one night, and she along with two other warriors came rushing into the nursery. They defeated the badger easily but sadly two of the kits did not make it. After that loss, Skyspring tries as hard as she can to do what she needs to do. Skyspring is ready to protect her clan whenever danger strikes.
description;; Silver tabby she-cat with white chest and blue eyes.
kin;; Three sisters and a brother
crush / mate;; Open, PM me
other;; None
name;; Thistle
gender;; Male
age;; Twenty-two moons old
sexuality;; Demisexual
rank;; Rogue fighter
desired rank;; Achieved
personality;; Thistle in named exactly for his personality. He is quite prickly not often talking to others but when he does he has a sharp tongue. He seems to be able to find some kind of insult in every cat's words. He's always ready to take offense. He is able to change moods quickly from being not very prickly to very prickly. He is also quite arrogant. He is quick to snap at others and is very hot-headed. He is always ready to fight at a moment's notice. Thistle is also quite bitter when it comes to kits. He prefers being alone rather than being in a crowd. He is also quite hardhearted not showing any sympathy for anyone and it would take quite the cat to get through to him.
history;; Thistle was born as a kittypet in a litter of five kits. The twolegs he lived with we're quite cruel, so he was always on the run from them. One day when his mother was ill he left the twoleg nest. He was hoping to find another cat who might be able to help but soon got lost. He was later on found by his twolegs but living in their nest was even worse. He lived there for a while before his mother who had only gotten worse told him to leave again. When the twolegs, had left the entrance to the nest open on day he ran out of the nest. He never looked back and continued on running. He didn't stop until late that night. He then lived as a loner for a while but hated that life. So when Darkfrost, asked him to join he quickly accepted the offer.
description;; Sleek silver seal-point tom with icy blue eyes.
kin;; Three brothers and a sister
crush / mate;; Open PM me
other;; None
name;; Spice
gender;; Female
age;; Twenty moons
sexuality;; Demisexual
rank;; Rogue fighter
desired rank;; Achieved
personality;; Spice is sassy, sharp-tongued, and sarcastic. She is quite blunt not afraid to say what's on her mind and is also quite bitter when it comes to speaking with certain cats. She is slow to anger but when she's pushed to her limit everyone knows. She isn't very friendly to others not even her fellow members. She often mocks others and if she doesn't like a certain cat will spread gossip around about them. Whether what she says is true or not is a complete mystery. Spice is extremely good when it comes to changing sides. She is often able to say something that makes cats think if the side their on is the right one or not. When challenged, she is not afraid to sink her claws into her challenger. She is always ready for a fight. And when she does she doesn't hold back.
history;; Born a loner she was always fighting for everything. For food, shelter, and love. Her seven other siblings often pushed her away which just made it harder for her. She was the runt of the litter which made it worse. Her mother never seemed to notice her and her father never seemed to be around. As she got older she pushed herself to get stronger and did. She was able to take down her siblings and along with that grew more confidence and determination. But there was only one cat who she never seemed to be able to take down. The oldest one. Her oldest brother was always one step ahead of her and it took moons before she defeated him as well. Later on when she was older she left her family behind to start a new life. She was on her own for a while before joining the rogues. And she has been there ever since.
description;; Slim ginger tabby she-cat with amber eyes
kin;; Four brothers and three sisters
crush / mate;; Open PM me
other;; None

name;; Snakefang
gender;; Male
age;; Twenty-nine moons
sexuality;; Demisexual
rank;; Warrior
desired rank;; N/A
personality;; Snakefang is many things. He's reserved, self-doubting, and has anxiety. Snakefang is very reserved, more so about his past rather than his feelings. He doesn't like it when anyone questions his past. It's a very private matter to him. Snakefang often hides his true feelings though. He doesn't really show love, or sadness though a few cats can tell when he's upset. Snakefang is actually quite emotional though, he hides that side of him often. Snakefang is very self-doubting. He is quite hard on himself when anything goes wrong. Even if its not, his fault he blames himself for not trying to help. Due to his past he often tries to do things that would impress the other cats hoping to fit in better. He just feels out of place among the clan cats. He is a loyal tom always trying to help out the clan. However, due to his past he often feels like his loyalties are torn. Snakefang has a high level of anxiety though no cat knows this. He gets anxious often, and worries more than he should. His mind is often filled with worry, and fear of what could possible happen. Snakefang does believe that the Hazeclan has a right to keep the kits. But he also believes that the rogues have a right to them as well. Their father is leader of them after all. But he could, never bring himself to fully believe it due to his past. He often wonders if he's on the right side or if he should be among the rogues.
history;; Snakefang was born to a rogue and a loner. Shortly after her kits we're born his father left the clan, and became a rogue. He was born into a litter of three though he barely remembers this. It's a distant memory. He often spent his days hunting with his father, and spending time with his mother during the evening. However, one day he stumbled upon his parents arguing, and his mother sounded very upset. But when he went to see, what they we're talking about his father quickly told him it was nothing to worry about. This was when he was about three moons old. Afterwards, his parents didn't get along as well as they used to. But Snakefang still, looked up to his father. He always did. He he believed he always would. However, one day he found his parents fighting. But not with words. With claws. He was horrified by this. When he confronted, his father he told him it was nothing to worry about. He asked his mother, but she only told him the same thing. He soon forgot about this. When Snake was the age of four moons he experienced something he would never forget. He woke up to the sounds of screeching cats, and soon followed the noise to a small clearing. He was horrified at what he saw. His mother laid motionless by a tree, and his father was swiping at a fox. The fox soon ran away, and he asked his father what had happened. His father told him the fox attacked his mother. Of course, Snake believed him. He had stood there for a while just staring at his mothers body along with his father. Though now his father eyes looked glazed over. He soon took a feather, and rubbed it against his mother to catch her scent. He then padded away with his father and lived with him for the next two moons. During this time his father told him about clan life. He loved those stories. But he always said to stay away from clan cats. One day though when he was hunting he stumbled upon a patrol. The cats took him away assuming he didn't have a home. When he glanced back he saw his father watching him. And then walk away. Clan life flew by quickly, and he found himself enjoying it. Though, one day when he was staring at the feather he remembered something. The glint of his father's claws stained with blood. The fox had not had any wounds. Which could only mean...He never made himself finish that thought. He couldn't believe it. He just couldn't.
description;; Lean, muscular gray tabby tom with blue eyes
kin;; N/A
crush / mate;; None, though open
other;; Sorry for such a long history ;w;









