A/N
Ok, here's an update. I've been super sick so my updates will be slow. Sorry, and plz review. I know everyone loves it when a story gets reviews. So, if you have the time.
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EDIT: The quality of my older writing is getting better around this point tbh.
Hawkpaw woke to a rasping tongue over her forehead.
"Oh, you're awake. C'mon, time for training." Thornsnag mewed sweetly. She yawned widely and gave herself a quick grooming and dashed out, leaving Jaypaw, who was just waking, to see her thin tail swish away.
"Thornsnag! Hawkpaw!" Called Cloudclaw, the deputy, "come join the dawn patrol with Blackpelt and me!" He ordered, flicking his tail to the waiting tom.
Thornsnag sighed but led Hawkpaw over to the deputy. "Ok, we're coming." He groaned and they set off to the RiverClan border. Hawkpaw balanced herself along the border, careful not to cross, but close enough to see the fish in the river.
"Hey, be careful! Don't fall or cross the border! Or either!" Yelped Blackpelt, he wasn't fond of apprentices since he took over Thornsnag's apprenticeship and his former mentor died.
Hawkpaw wasn't listening. She was thinking about the Gathering a quarter moon ago.
(Hawkpaw's thoughts/memories)
The muscular black tom from before stood upon the RiverClan branch. He was staring at her the whole time, his gaze flickering to Pinepaw occasionally. What in the name of StarClan is wrong with that leader?
The WindClan leader, tall and sleek, a huge golden tom, looked all over at his cats, a warm smile on his face. A shoulder butted Hawkpaw. "That's Sunstar. He's my father." Boasted a brownish golden she cat with beautiful deep blue eyes.
"He's the leader of WindClan. I smell you're ThunderClan. Your leader is Smokestar, right? That dusky brown tom?"
Hawkpaw gave a nod to the chatty she cat. "Oh! I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed, "I'm Brindlepaw, who're you?" The she cat took a deep breath, having not taken breath while talking to me. She grinned widely. Hawkpaw wanted to take a step back but being kind, she dipped my head.
"My name is Hawkpaw. And you really shouldn't brag about your father being leader, even though my father is Smokestar."
Hawkpaw slapped my paw over my muzzle, while Brindlepaw had a sly grin on her face. "It's just so irresistible, isn't it? Boasting, you don't mean to, but you can't help but feel proud." She smiled. Hawkpaw mewed my agreement, laughing sheepsihly. The three leaders were pacing on their branches, one empty. ShadowClan wasn't here yet, and it was way late.
Three ragged looking cats leapt into the clearing. One was a dark brown she cat with grey paws. Her fur was sticking out and she had a deep gash on her hind leg. Her blue eyes were wild and her eyes settled on the pale grey tom with the darker stripes from before.
"Pebblepaw!" She gasped. He looked up at her. "Briarpaw? What're you doing here? Why're you hurt?" He exclaimed, but she couldn't give him an answer as she keeled over, blood dripping from her underbelly. The RiverClan leader leaped down from his branch to the RiverClan apprentice. I raced forward, something coming over me. Hawkpaw sniffed, and scented Fawnkit. "I'll help you help Briarpaw. Just do as I say," murmured Fawnkit.
Hawkpaw sniffed the bloodied apprentice.
Lick her neck. Then her chest. She did as told quickly. Briarpaw coughed roughly, and tremblingly stood up.
"Briarpaw, tell me, why're you here?"
She took a shaky breath. "Oakstar, some of ShadowClan are attacking! Although, Stagstrike and Fallenstar aren't there! But Reedflight and Dovepaw are very hurt, Mothleg sent me!" She panicked.
Oakstar growled, "RiverClan! Come!" And all of the plumpy cats left.
WindClan turned to a small black and white tom. His fur was bristling and his had his teeth bared. Brindlepaw pelted over to him. "Mousepaw! Oh! You look terrible."
He nodded blankly. "ShadowClan's ambushing! The deputy and leader aren't there, but Owlpaw is bleeding out!" He blurted, and Sunstar called his deputy, Roseclaw, and they rushed off.
Cardinalpaw stood as the only one left. "Fallenstar and Stagstrike are at the camp, with a lot of cats. Leaftail is badly hurt, along with Rainpaw. I was the least hurt, so Jaypaw sent me." She cried, and Smokestar hissed loudly. "Let's go, I don't want any new stars in the sky tonight."
(Back to real)
"Hawkpaw! Get off the border! You've just crossed!" Hissed a voice, snapping Hawkpaw back to reality. Thornsnag was racing towards her, but she heard other paw steps closer. She spun around and saw three cats darting towards her. She recognized one of them. Pebblepaw of RiverClan. His eyes lit up slightly when he saw her, but then flashed back, and Hawkpaw wondered if she even saw it.
The other two cats snarled at the trespassing apprentice. Hawkpaw pressed herself against the fronds. The warriors growled and snapped at the apprentice, while Pebblepaw nipped one of their tails. He growled and turned to the grey tom. "Pebblepaw! Don't bite my tail!" Hissed the brown cream striped tom.
"Sorry Weaselclaw, but she's not bad. She's the one who saved Briarpaw!" He mewed to the tom.
"Oh, she saved my friend's kit? She still shouldn't be crossing," Weaselclaw muttered, then meowed, "come with us, to Oakstar." He ordered.
The third cat nodded her head and padded to Hawkpaw. Thornsnag jumped forward. "No way you're taking my apprentice!"
"Yes, we are."
"No, you are not."
"Uh, yes, we are."
No, no, you are not."
The argued pointlessly for what seemed like forever until Thornsnag hissed at Weaselclaw. The RiverClan warrior lunged at Thornsnag, chomping his hind leg. He screeched and clawed the brown warrior's muzzle, and leapt on his back. Weaselclaw shook himself but Thornsnag had a firm grip. The ThunderClan warrior dug his claws in the other tom's shoulders. He yowled and managed to shake him off, sliding in the mud.
Thornsnag let out a snarl, baring his fangs. Weaselclaw just snorted. "We just need to thank her in person, so we're going to bring her to Oakstar." Retorted the quiet she cat, a silver tabby she cat.
"C'mon, Hawkpaw." Mewed the grey apprentice, a light in his amber eyes. He's weird. And a little cute, too. She thought funnily, and trotted after the giddy tom. The third cat, a silver tabby she cat, grinned at Hawkpaw. "Hey, thanks for saving Briarpaw. My name's Creeksplash, by the way."
"And I'm Pebblepaw!" They grey tabby tom grinned widely. Hawkpaw gleefully returned the gesture, feeling strange as she felt the gentle grass and reeds caress her paw pads, much more pleasing than the scratchy ThunderClan dry grasses.
...
Pebblepaw raced into camp, towards the nursery.
"Pebblepaw! You're back!" Squealed a voice. A silver and blue grey tabby she cat darted over to him and nuzzled him.
"Mistkit!" He chuckled, bursting into laughs from her tiny licks. "Lemme tell you something!" He exclaimed, and he told his little sister about the earlier patrol. He'd already told her about the Gathering.
"Ooh!" Mistkit exclaimed, then a mischievous smirk spread across her muzzle. "Hehehe," she giggled but didn't say any more, as Oakstar yowled, "all cats old enough to swim, gather beneath the GreatLedge for a clan meeting!"
Pebblepaw crawled out from the nursery. Hawkpaw was standing on the rock beside the leader. Pebblepaw gazed at all of her, from her silky tail up to her narrow muzzle. Then, he caught sight of her eyes. He'd never noticed. Bright, piercing, heather red. He let out a sigh. He wasn't frightened. Everything about her made her seem rather unique.
Oakstar cleared his throat and began. "Cats of RiverClan," he boomed, "as you know, eight moons ago, my mate, Sandfern's kits were stolen by Smoketail, now Smokestar, their names were Stormkit, Birchkit, and Heatherkit. She loved them very much, and I was led to believe they died. Today, Heatherkit stands before us. As Hawkpaw." He announced, looked at the ruby-eyed she cat. Her eyes widened and pupils narrowed.
"What? How? You're my father? But Smokestar is! And Gingerroot is my mother!" She countered. Oakstar sighed. A pale ginger she cat with black stripes clambered on the rock. "She doesn't remember the raid night. I told you, being only a week old, there's no way she'd remember!" Exclaimed the she cat. Hawkpaw looked at her. "You're Sandfern? You're Oakstar." She asked, then looked at the leader.
"Yes I am, Sandfern. Smokestar broke in the nursery and-"
Hawkpaw placed her tail over her supposed mother's muzzle. "He broke in, rogue looking with his messy dusky brown pelt. You two fought, he gloated briefly, then you got up, and fought against him again. He won again and took the three kits. You called after him but to no avail. Oakstar entered moments too late. He steadied you and you wished your weakest kit luck." Finished Hawkpaw, closing her eyes to remember her constant dream.
The whole of RiverClan was staring at her in awe. Pebblepaw grinned sheepishly as Hawkpaw met eyes with him. "Y-y-yes! T-that is what happened. How'd you know?" She asked. Hawkpaw explained the dreams from since she was hardly a kit. Sandfern was surprised but she nodded.
"You're welcome to stay in RiverClan." Oakstar mewed, waving his tail. "You'll make new friends, your littermates are, of course, invited, and you'll have a new mentor!" He exclaimed.
New mentor? New mentor?! "New mentor?!" Hawkpaw exclaimed, not realizing she yowled it out loud. She sheepishly smiled and jumped off the rock, heading towards the leader's den.
Oakstar emerged into his den, his mate behind. "Hawkpaw? Do you not wish to live here?" Asked her real mother. Pebblepaw was behind the leader's den, listening, not spying.
"I am sorry. I may not fit in with ThunderClan, but I'm forever loyal to them, I cannot stay here." She replied.
Pebblepaw gave a tiny gasp, then stopped himself. It wasn't wrong to be loyal to the clan you're raised in and live in. Pebblepaw was. She's brave to talk to Oakstar like that. He thought and padded back to the nursery, thinking about her. StarClan, she's pretty.
Sandfern sighed, along with the leader. "We'll miss you. You're always welcome here." Mewed the she cat.
"Wait, Sandfern. Tell us about Stormkit and Birchkit. How are they?" Asked the RiverClan leader, tucking his paws under his chest.
"Well, I suppose, Birchkit is tabby mottled?" Hawkpaw asked, sitting down too.
Sandfern nodded. "Yes, and Stormkit is blue-grey," she answered, urging her daughter on.
"Well, Birchkit is Pinepaw now. Stormkit's a warrior," she paused. Oakstar and Sandfern looked at her oddly.
"Why, what's the matter?" Sandfern urged, and Hawkpaw just sighed.
"When our camp was ambushed, Fallenstar took one of Smokestar's lives. Rainpaw, that's Stormkit, was angry, so he tackled Fallenstar, sliced her underbelly, then bit her throat. He took one of her lives, but he forgot that she hasn't lost a single one. She," Hawkpaw stopped. Her parents looked at her, forcing her on.
"She clawed his face, he's blind in one eye and has scars everywhere. B-but Smokestar made him a warrior. Only that made it worse. Smokestar called him Scarface!" Hawkpaw cried. Oakstar jumped to his feet and snarled. Sandfern had a horrified look on her face.
"That devil! How dare he!" Oakstar hissed, clawing at the air, as if it was Smokestar.
Sandfern snapped her jaws at the air, as if it was Smokestar also. Hawkpaw felt something well up in her. These were her true parents. They would tear down the clans to save her and her littermates, but, that meant Fawnkit and Cardinalpaw weren't her sisters. But it felt nice to know that Smokestar and Gingerroot weren't her mother and father. They treated her worse than crow-food!
Hawkpaw pelted forward to Oakstar and Sandfern, curling up near them. They yelped in surprise, but they hugged their tails around their daughter, who may not have returned home, but returned to her parents.
...
Hawkpaw sat near the apprentice den. Pebblepaw emerged from the nursery with a blue greyish she cat behind him. Well, she kit. She was no more than three or four moons, and had huge, pale blue eyes.
"Hawkpaw, this is my little sister, Mistkit. Mistkit, this is Hawkpaw, the apprentice who saved Briarpaw." He kindly mewed to the kit.
"You saved Briarpaw?! Wow! That's cool, hey, Pebblepaw, why isn't she looking at me?" She asked, poking her brother with a tiny forepaw.
"Ow! Hawkpaw," he gently nudged her. Hawkpaw swung her head around. "I don't want her afraid of my eyes. Have her leave. Please." She hissed in his ear lowly.
Startled, he picked his sister up by the scruff. "Ouch! Pebblepaw, put me down!" She ordered, and the tom placed her down.
Mistkit raced over to Hawkpaw and looked into her ruby eyes. She gasped loudly and dramatically and blinked her pale blue eyes rapidly. Then she stopped. She stood, staring into Hawkpaw's heather red eyes with her blue ones, unblinking. Hawkpaw narrowed her eyes, puzzled, and blinked.
"Haha! I beat you! I am Mistkit! The champion of staring!" Declared the little kit as she suddenly bounced up and darted around camp like a frightened mouse.
Mistkit, in her racing around, bumped into Puddlewhisker, a young warrior she cat. Luckily, she had a soft spot for kits.
"Mistkit," Puddlewhisker giggled, "be careful. We wouldn't want you to get hurt." Puddlewhisker picked the kit gently up and dropped her at Pebblepaw's feet and padded to the leader's den.
"Oakstar?" Called the bubbly she cat.
"Come on in." He replied, and she entered to see him getting up from next to Sandfern. "Well? What is it?" He prompted.
Puddlewhisker shuffled her pale grey paws. "Actually, I needed to talk to Sandfern. It's a she cat matter." She muttered. The black tom had a puzzled look on his face, but he gave a nod to his mate and left the den.
"Why don't you go talk to Spidertail? He is your cousin after all," Sandfern suggested politely. Oakstar shrugged and made his way to the grey-black tom.
"Spidertail?" Called the leader. The almost black tom whipped his head around in surprise. "Oh! I was just about to get Juniperpaw. We'll go hunting, she could use it!" He blurted, startled. Oakstar chuckled, a little snort coming out in his laughter, and he abruptly stopped. Spidertail looked at him funnily, but didn't say anything.
"No, no, let's just talk. Puddlewhisker is speaking with Sandfern. So, I thought I'd talk with you." Oakstar mewed. Spidertail looked at him with his sharp amber eyes then smiled. "Okay, sure."
"Has Sandfern ever just acted weird, and never stopped talking about apprentices and kits?" Spidertail randomly asked.
Oakstar looked at him oddly, and thought for a moment. "N-Yes! Yes, actually. Right before our three kits were born." He meowed happily, thinking about Hawkpaw. Spidertail's eyes widened and he began slightly breathing heavily and in short breaths. Oakstar looked at the tom, and began trying to calm him down.
"So, what'd you want to talk about?" Sandfern asked kindly, patting her for Puddlewhisker to sit down.
She carefully sat down and took a deep breath. "I'm expecting kits!" She blurted, "but I don't know how Spidertail will react. He may react badly. How should I break it to him?" Puddlewhisker asked, but before Sandfern could give an answer, Oakstar and Spidertail burst in, while Spidertail was hyperventilating slightly.
"Kits?!" He panted, when he got control. Puddlewhisker exchanged a worried glance to Sandfern and then turned back to her mate.
"Yep. And you're the father."
...
Thornsnag waited by the RiverClan border for his apprentice. Great StarClan, there she is! He exclaimed in his mind as the black and white she cat came into view.
"Sorry! Thank you for waiting," she heaved herself over the stream in one leap sleepily. Pebblepaw had exhausted her. Well, more like his sister, Mistkit, and she'd also overheard that Puddlewhisker, a grey tabby with white stripes, was expecting her first litter of kits, and the father was Spidertail, the grey-black tom with the short tail.
Hawkpaw sat in her nest in the apprentice den, exhausted, from Pebblepaw, his sister, and the news of her parents not being her real parents. Jaypaw crawled next to her. "Tired?" He asked. Hawkpaw blinked sleepily. The black and white tom began rasping his tongue over her ears gently and rhythmically. As Hawkpaw began closing her eyes, scenes flashed before her.
Squeezing my eyes, then opening them for the first time. I saw the face of a white tom with jay blue eyes and a smooth black chest. He gasped in awe.
...
"I got it! She'll be Hawkkit. Because hawks have sharp eyes for spotting prey and her eyes are sharp."
I shot my eyes open, scared and the flare of battle burning in my eyes. A tom rushed in, and I unsheathed my claws. He hushed me gently, and settled in close to me, and began rasping his tongue over my ears.
The tom was sobbing silently near a grey she cat's limp body. It reeked of greencough. I comforted him, and he rasped his tongue over my ears, and gave me a small smile.
"IsaidthatImeantyourespecialandIkindasortamaybelikeyou," blurted the tom suddenly. A bright feeling rushed through me. "Oh my StarClan! Jaypaw, I do too!" I mewed happily, and twirled my thin tail with his puffy one.
The blue-green eyes glinted in the distance, glaring at Jaypaw jealously, but this time, Hawkpaw recognized the pair of eyes. Thornsnag's.
Then, everything came crashing down.
Hawkpaw jumped up, and opened her hawk-sharp red eyes. She locked eyes with Jaypaw. His ear grew hot as the sun, but before he could speak a word, she shot out of the den, and over to Thornsnag.
"I am Hawkpaw of ThunderClan, daughter of Smokestar and Gingerroot, and I remember!"
Of course, she knew those weren't her parents, but it wasn't like she could blurt she wasn't of ThunderClan blood after all.
"Hawkpaw, y-you remember?" He asked, looking at her sadly and awkwardly.
"Yes, Thornsnag, I do. You were mean to me. But, then after I fell, you made me feel like the best cat in the world. I don't hate you, but I don't think we should be friends yet. I need time."
The look on Thornsnag's face looked like Hawkpaw had just ripped out his throat, crushed it, then used the killing bite. His blue-green eyes were soft and hurt. He nodded blankly and walked away.
Jaypaw walked out of the apprentice den. Hawkpaw was sitting near the warrior den. "I remember," she murmured. Jaypaw gaped at her, "you remember? So, what I said by the river," he gave her a crooked smile and licked her muzzle sweetly and slowly. Hawkpaw felt a warm shiver flow down her spine.
"I gotta go, Nightbreeze says she wants to talk to me." Jaypaw mewed, gave her a lick on the forehead and left. Nightbreeze was by the elders' den. She looked nervous.
"Yes?" Jaypaw promoted, sitting next to her. She looked at him with her heather blue eyes and gave a weak smile. "How do you think a tom would want a she cat to break surprising news?" She asked, looking deep in his eyes, meaning it truly.
"Well, just tell him you have a surprise for him, tell him, and make sure he doesn't seem uncomfortable." Jaypaw told her, a little confused.
"Thank you! Now, where's Brackenfang?" She asked to herself as she raced away.
A tortoiseshell tom with a white chest and underbelly was sitting next to his brother, inside the warriors' den. Nightbreeze entered shyly. "Brackenfang? Can I speak to you?" She asked, and left, waiting outside.
Brackenfang looked at his brother, Thornsnag, shrugged and left. Nightbreeze was kneading the ground nervously. "Dear, Nightbreeze what's wrong? Is there something bothering you? Maybe I can-"
"I'm expecting your kits!" Nightbreeze blabbed. Her eyes widened sheepishly and Brackenfang had a straight face. He glared. "Why didn't you tell me? That's fantastic! Brilliant! Amazing!" He cried out in joy.
She laughed nervously. "I'm just scared."
Brackenfang nuzzled his mate. "I'll be with you, and my sister is the medicine cat." He assured her.
"Apprentice," corrected the black she cat.
Brackenfang rolled his eyes and used a forepaw to draw her closer to his side. She yelped in surprise and smiled at him. He was nothing like Thornsnag. His brother was shy, yet mean and snarky, and Brackenfang was brave and assertive.
"You should ask someone to move in the nursery, I don't want anything to happen to you." Brackenfang told Nightbreeze gently, "why don't you talk to Snowwing? Her brother is deputy."
Nightbreeze gazed up for a few moments and nodded. She trotted in the den and saw Snowwing just retuning from the noon patrol. "Snowwing? May I speak to you?" Nightbreeze asked, and led her into the warriors' den. A squeal of excitement sounded from the den.
Snowwing padded out from the den and walked over to her brother. Cloudclaw mewed a greeting and they chatted for a moment before Cloudclaw ambled into Smokestar's den. A moment later the leader exited his den and clambered onto the Tallrock.
"We're short of kits. But today I've great news. Nightbreeze is expecting kits. She'll be moving into the nursery soon. If she doesn't mind, come on up here." He chuckled. Nightbreeze gave a shy grin and climbed up next to him.
"Who's the father?" Called Flamepaw, and others started chanting, "father, father," Nightbreeze glanced at Brackenfang and winked at him. Shadefur, Nightbreeze's brother was looking hostilely at every tom in the clan. "Brackenfang, come on up here, if you can fit." A small wave of laughter washed over a few of the cats.
Shadefur glared at Brackenfang for a heartbeat, but his gaze softened when he saw the shine in Nightbreeze's heather blue eyes.
Thornsnag easily slipped out of camp with all the commotion, running as fast he could until he made it to the secret holly bush, the sharp leaves cutting into his fur but it was nothing compared to the pain he had just felt from Hawkpaw.
"Thistlefur!" Thornsnag called out, his voice echoing down the vast tunnels. "Ivypaw?" He yelled, falling to the ground into a heap of sobs. "Please don't leave me alone. I was wrong. She hurt me. Like everyone does."
Thornsnag sobbed silently, angry at himself when he had finally stopped crying and found it impossible to breathe from his nose. "I let my guard down. And she broke me. How is that fair? Huh? Tell me, StarClan! How is that freaking fair?!"
"Love takes and it takes and it takes!" He screamed, crying once again, loudly this time. No one could hear him anyways.
"But yet cats keep giving and giving and giving," Thistlefur's voice sounded behind him. "She's giving more than you think."
Thornsnag whipped around, but there was no sight of the grey mottled tom. He sighed, splashing his face into the small stream that ran into the tunnels. He sighed again, calmed down. He licked his paw, drying his face off. "I'll just keep giving my heart to her."
...
Leaves and pine needles crunched under a cat's paws, as he looked at the almost half-moon in the black sky. He crept carefully on the ground and squeezed himself in a small crevice in the middle of two rocks. "You're back!" A tiny squeak cried happily.
"Yes, remember to always keep quiet." The mangy tom hushed with a faint slur and an irritated hiss.
The tom kit curled his mouth closed, biting his lip. "Okay, where's mommy?" He asked.
"We got separated, she said she'd make it back." The tom growled roughly, and made his way from the kit.
"Hey, she's back, but she's hurt! Where's that smelly herb mixer?" Hissed another voice. A small striped cat climbed from a hollow rock.
"Bring me her!" Snarled the striped tom. A white tom with a ginger mark on his forehead was dragging a brown she cat with darker spots.
The she cat had dripping wet fur, splattered with blood. Her throat convulsed and she hacked up water. The first tom licked her chest and her breathing began to even. The herb cat placed some berries at her paws and left to let her sleep, while the mangy tom curled next to her for warmth.
The white tom with the ginger mark stood before a tall mottled she cat sitting on a vine nest lined with scraps of wool. "You will travel next, I count on you. All the NightWalkers count on you." The tom dipped his head and left.
"Wait." She called after him, sounding faintly concerned. He stopped. "Dawn will be here soon. Get some sleep." He dipped his head again and left, his yellow eyes glowing faintly in the dim, hollow cave.
A/N
Ooh! Hawkpaw is RiverClan? She remembers? She just broke Thornsnag's heart! And who're the NightWalkers? Review if you think Thornsnag deserved it.
EDIT: I actually only added the part with Thornsnag in the tunnels.
Allegiances
ThunderClan
Leader: Smokestar: a dusky brown tom with dark blue eyes
Deputy: Cloudclaw: a fluffy white tom with silvery eyes; brother to Snowwing
Medicine cat: Redbreeze: a ginger she cat with faint swirl-marks
Apprentice: Mintpaw
Warriors
Thornsnag: a chocolate pelted tom with hazel-brown stripes and a white chest
Apprentice: Hawkpaw
Leaftail: a brown tabby tom
Snowwing: a fluffy white she cat with blue-grey eyes; sister to Cloudclaw
Apprentice: Cardinalpaw
Mouseclaw: a pale brown tom
Squirrelnose: ginger tom
Apprentice: Pinepaw
Shadefur: dark grey tom with amber eyes
Apprentice: Jaypaw
Blackpelt: a black tom with green eyes
Brackenfang: a handsome tortoiseshell tom with a white chest and tail tip
Flarestorm: dark ginger tom with a graying muzzle
Nightbreeze: a young black she cat
Apprentice: Flamepaw
Lightfeather: a cream she cat with blue eyes
Scarface: a blue-grey tabby tom with scars all over, one going over an eye
Apprentices
Hawkpaw: a black she cat with a fluffy white chest and heather red eyes
Cardinalpaw: a reddish she cat with pale blue eyes
Pinepaw: a mottled tabby tom with pine green eyes
Jaypaw: a long-haired white tom with a smooth black chest and jay blue eyes
Flamepaw: bright ginger tom; son of Flarestorm
Queens
Gingerroot: bright ginger she cat with brown eyes
Elders
Tulipwood: a yellow and black she cat with impossibly blue eyes
Mallowtail: a black and brown tabby tom with tangled fur
Hailfall: a pale grey tom with glossy fur
RiverClan
Leader: Oakstar: a muscular black tom with white paws and a pale ginger muzzle
Deputy: Beechtail: pale ginger and creamy tom
Medicine cat: Alderleaf: an elderly brown tom with pale spots
Apprentice: Honeysnow
Warriors
Gorseheart: a light brown tabby tom
Sandfern: pale ginger she cat with black stripes
Apprentice: Dovepaw
Weaselclaw: brown tom with darker stripes
Apprentice: Pebblepaw
Creeksplash: a pretty silver tabby she cat
Greywillow: a silvery grey she cat
Apprentice: Troutpaw
Reedflight: a tawny-brown tom with black paws
Apprentice: Ferretpaw
Shellwhisker: blue-grey mottled tom
Marigoldfur: a pretty golden she cat with dark brown flecks
Badgerfoot: a black and white tom
Apprentice: Doepaw
Flowerpelt: a tortoiseshell she cat
Spidertail: a grey-black tom with a short tail
Apprentice: Juniperpaw
Puddlewhisker: a pale grey she cat with white stripes
Wrenshadow: a silver tabby she cat with a white tail-tip
Apprentice: Shadepaw
Mothleg: a mottled brown tom with short legs
Apprentice: Briarpaw
Rowanstorm: dark brown tabby tom
Apprentices
Dovepaw: an off white silvery she cat
Pebblepaw: a grey tom with darker stripes and amber eyes
Ferretpaw: a dark brown ton with paler paws
Doepaw: a brown she cat with a white muzzle and black paws
Juniperpaw: a dark grey tabby she cat
Briarpaw: dark brown she cat with grey paws
Troutpaw: a dark silver tabby tom
Shadepaw: an almost black she cat with silver ear tips
Queens
Duskflower: a dark grey she cat(mother of Petalkit)
Cloudypool: a silver she cat with white ears and a blue grey tail tip (mother of Mistkit)
Elders
Whitefog: an off white tom with a silvery muzzle(oldest in RiverClan)
Bramblewhisker: a tabby tom, deaf in one ear
Yellowlily: a somewhat young tannish she cat (retired early due to failed hearing)
ShadowClan
Leader: Fallenstar: a black she cat with pale grey flecks and a twisted front paw
Deputy: Stagstrike: a dusky brown tom with a stubby white tail
Medicine cat: Thymetail: tabby she cat with one silver paw and a white muzzle
Warriors
Bloodyfur: a ginger tom (formerly Flamefur)
Apprentice: Forestpaw
Maggotheart: a pale cream tom with long legs (formerly Spiderheart)
Shadowedheart: dark grey tom (formerly Darkheart)
Dapplefur: a brown tabby she cat with three long scars
Apprentice: Crowpaw
Talonsting: long clawed, grey tom (formerly Talonclaw)
Apprentice: Thornypaw
Darkflame: a dark grey she cat with pale ginger stripes
Marshypelt: a black and brown tom
Rockfall: a dusty brown tom
Daisystripe: a cream she cat with black stripes
Apprentices
Forestpaw: grey tabby tom
Crowpaw: black tom
Thornypaw: mottled she cat
Queens
Shreddedpelt: a dark cream she cat with ragged fur (mother of Fangkit)
Willowleap: a silvery she cat (expecting Maggotheart's)
Elders
Foggysoul: a silvery tom with a grayed muzzle
WindClan
Leader: Sunstar: broad shouldered golden tom
Deputy: Roseclaw: a dark ginger she cat with long legs
Medicine cat: Blueberry: a blue-grey she cat
Apprentice: Frostpaw
Warriors
Buzzardwing: a brown mottled tabby tom
Flameheart: dark ginger tom with a pale ginger tail
Apprentice: Silverpaw
Marshystripe: a senior tabby tom
Brightcloud: a ginger she cat with white splotches
Apprentice: Owlpaw
Stonefoot: a senior speckled grey tom
Blossomfur: a tortoiseshell she cat
Apprentice: Brindlepaw
Mosspetal: a grey mottled she cat
Whitefur: long haired white tom
Apprentice: Mousepaw
Ryeclaw: a brown tabby tom
Fernbreeze: a pale grey and brown tabby she cat
Eaglepelt: dark brown tabby tom
Apprentice: Birchpaw
Apprentices
Frostpaw: silver she cat with cream stripes and amber eyes
Mousepaw: black and white tom
Owlpaw: brown and white tom
Silverpaw: a silver tabby she cat with green eyes
Birchpaw: a tan and brown striped tom
Brindlepaw: golden-brown she cat
Mintpaw: a grey and white she cat (formerly of ShadowClan, no mentor yet)
Queens
Streamfur: silver tabby she cat (expecting Eaglepelt's)
Barkflower: brown she cat with white stripes (mother to Dustkit and Deerkit)
Lilypelt: white and silver she cat (mother of Pebblekit)
Elders
Half-face: a grey tom with half a scarred face