FoxClan
Leader:
Redstar- A fox looking tom 9/9
Deputy:
Flamefoot- Tom with flame colored paws, tail tip, and muzzle.
Medicine cat:
Blueyes- Silver tabby with bright glowing blue eyes.
Apprentice, Rabbitpaw
Warriors:
Blazefoot- Orange tom (Brother of Flamefoot)
Apprentice, Duskpaw
Tanglefang- Silver tabby with copper eyes; she
Apprentice, Duckpaw
Seedface- Fawn colored she-cat with green-yellow eyes
Apprentice; Nettlepaw
Lightningbone- Tom with black stripes and a white pelt and yellow eyes
Apprentice, Bearpaw
Apprentices:
Duskpaw- Brown tabby with copper eyes tom
Nettlepaw- Golden tabby with green eyes she
Rabbitpaw- Brown tabby with blue eyes (Brother of Duskpaw)
Duckpaw- White tom with yellow eyes
Bearpaw- Brown tabby (Brother of Duskpaw and Harepaw) with blue eyes
Queens:
None
Elders:
None
NightClan
Leader:
Weaselstar- Lilac tabby with blue-gray eyes 8/9
Deputy:
Cedartail- Brown tom with bronze eyes
Apprentice, Fernpaw
Medicine cat-
Chillsky- Blue gray she-cat
Warriors:
Fawnstripe- Silver fawn tabby with blue eyes she
Apprentice, Buzzardpaw
Sagepetal- Cinnamon and white she-cat with gold eyes
Sandpelt- A pale gold pelted she-cat
Milkpelt- A creamy she-cat
Pebbleshadow- Gray tom
Rockpath Gray tom (Pebbleshadow's brother)
Apprentices:
Fernpaw- Cinnamon tabby with amber eyes
Buzzardpaw- Darn brown tabby with aqua colored eyes
Queens:
Soul- Dark gray she-cat with green eyes Mate: Unknown
Expecting
Elder-
Windy- White she-cat
It was a calm morning in the new Clan, NightClan. The morning was oddly silent. The apprentices were cleaning the elders den.
"I hate cleaning the elders den!"
Buzzardpaw complained to his crush; Fernpaw.
"Want me to check her for ticks?"
"No no! Mind getting her food?"
"Sure!"
Fernpaw replied, skipping off to the piled up fresh-kill pile.
Buzzardpaw groaned and padded out to the medicine cat den, carrying mouse-bile back.
"Do you have any ticks?"
He asked with a mouth full of mouse-bile.
"You're suppose to check for em, little one"
Windy replied.
"While your both still here, I'll tell you a story"
Windy meowed while Fernpaw carried a vole back to Windy.
"My favorite"
She rasped, quickly eating it.
"I was just a little kit. I lived with my twolegs. The twolegs were both elders, like I am rig-"
Buzzardpaw pricked his ears to hear.
"Soul is kitting! Chillsky! Soul is kittng!"
The voice of Fernpaw's mentor sounded outside the nursery
"Right now?"
Chillsy sounded worried.
"Yes!"
"Ok! Get a stick!"
"A stick?"
"YES!"
Chillsky rushed into the nursery.
…
"Two she-cats"
Chillsky announced to the Clan.
"Soul needs to rest. It was a...hard kitting"