make that warrior cat! 🐾 v.1

[Vulcriptic]

Blueeyes is a slick, grey tom cat. He was recently made warrior, And is very wary about his new duties. Blueeyes is always asked to do many things, Making his short temper explode into a furious rage.

Mouseleap

[RamuneBubbles]

Mouse leap is a small, slender, light brown female cat with white patches and green eyes. She is shy and quiet, but is one of the most skilled Hunters of wind clan.

MoonFire

[KinardTheSock]

Moonfire is a grey, average sized cat with orange tips on her ears and sky-blue eyes. She is bold amongst her friends but doesn't talk much to new people. Her kittens Autumnpaw, Raventail, and Hickorytoe follow her closely as she is highly respected.

Guppywillow

[Kazin]

Guppywillow is a tiny gray tom with small darker patches. He has green eyes. Guppywillow is a calm cat, and he has a very go with the flow attitude. He knows there are things he can't change, and things he has the power to change, so he focuses on the present and things he can deal with. He is known as very down to earth and is a good talker, and will help anyone who needs advice.

Darkflame

[Ember!]

Darkflame is a lean siamese tom with pale blue eyes. He is a strong warrior of Shadowclan. Darkflame is a loud and social tom with a bit of a sassy side. He's an act first, think later, sort of cat, and often gets himself in trouble. Despite only being a warrior for a few moons, Darkflame has quite a few scars to show. However, he is very brave, and would give and do anything for his clan. He and an equally brash molly named Scorchthroat are currently mates, and they have a playfully bickering relationship. They love eachover though, and are thinking about starting a family.

Sleetfall

[Kazin]

Sleetfall is a light silver tom with lighter markings and very light blue eyes. A ThunderClan warrior born in a snow storm, he was the only one of his litter to survive. Sleetfall is resilient and determined, never letting failure take control of him. He is friendly and kind to all cats, and knows what to say to make them feel better. He can get clumsy and confused with directions, making him unsuitable when the Clan has a dire need for prey, but he tries his hardest and is formidable in battle.

Mouseflower

[Tr4shc4t]

Mouseflower is an average sized, brown tabby, she-cat with blue eyes. She tends to space out in conversations, which makes it hard to talk to her. She likes hunting and climbing trees, and tries to stay away from battling.

Minnowfang

[Ephemeris]

Minnowfang is a small, slim tom with a dark chocolate tabby pelt and light green-blue eyes. He loves to swim and hunt in water, but his clanmates find it odd sometimes. He is an extrovert and loves to talk, especially when he tells stories to kits. Minnowfang loves to go out of his clan's camp to pretend an adventure is happening. He imagines every outing as something exciting (even if it's not), but he only does this alone since he doesn't want to seem insane.

Argentcloud?
Argent=white/silvery

[baron zemo.]

Despite being the smallest american curl cat you've ever seen, Argentcloud is the well-renowned medicine cat in his clan. Sharp tongued, quick witted and all round productive, this tom enjoys flitting about and making sure EVERYTHING is in order. Some see it as obsessive, but the efficiency his planning has when cats are wounded...
The little guy, however, spends his free time stargazing, as if his warrior ancestors speak with him beyond half moon. That's preposterous, of course, but he enjoys making up pictures in the sky as he tells curious kits about the stars; sometimes he jokes that his fur goes more silver in the dark to catch the stars.

Tremblestep?

[time~fox]

Tremblestep is a blue eyed tom with long straggly supposedly silver fur, that is always ragged and dirty. He once was a loyal Windclan warrior but has since retired to the elder's den after a nasty cold that continues to haunt him which, if you listen closely enough to his sniffles, perhaps seems a little fake. He's known for his laziness but ask him about his life as a warrior and he'll tell you, with a starry eyed glace into nothing and something almost prideful in his voice.

Mossheart