These cats have no relation to any mega family trees, or each other (unless two rpers would like to give a relationship, but please keep them away from mega family). Please do not change their genders or sexualities, and try to keep them in Fallclan! Personalities and histories can be changed/added however you would like, and you can add them as whatever rank you choose!
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Meltingcolors - Trans Female (she/her), Pansexual - UNIQCRIM
An orange and white she-cat with beautiful blue eyes. Restless isn’t enough to describe Meltingcolors. She always has to be on the move, doing something, finding something new. She has dreams of adventure, and always wonders what life is like in other clans. No matter how much she has tried to leave, she’s always found herself returning. She grew up listening to stories from clanmates born elsewhere, hearing their tales of glory - many of which were vastly exaggerated, but Meltingcolors never cared. She was smart, but hearing such faulty stories gave her a weird view of the world. With a sharp tongue and little patience, some might find her difficult to get along with, but she’s definitely passionate. It’s hard to get her to do anything that she doesn’t want to do, but somehow remains a good worker. Despite her attitude, she rarely ever complains about things, preferring to keep a positive outlook.

Shadowfluff - Female (she/her), Lesbian - CLEAVER
An incredibly fluffy black she-cat with light green eyes. “Never start a fight you can’t finish.” It was a phrase that Shadowfluff lived by, and one that she had heard often while growing up. In her case, these fights are rarely ever physical. While Shadowfluff isn’t necessarily lacking in muscles or ability, she prefers not to get her paws dirty, and exercises her wit over her physical prowess. She had learned the hard way that not everyone is out to help, and she slowly started to see others for what they could get done for her rather than as equals. Perhaps that’s why truly honest cats throw her off, as she is always expecting some sort of trick. Anyone who truly wants to help or care for others is the type of cat that Shadowfluff doesn’t know how to deal with, causing her to lose her manipulative edge and return to the cat that she used to be long ago: someone just eager to make a friend.

Icefracture - Male (he/him), Gay - ASHESTOASHES
A white tom with subtle grey markings and brilliant ice blue eyes. A rather quiet cat; slow to grow, slow to socialize, and slower still to open up. For as long as he could remember, his life has revolved around his clanmates. If you asked him, he might tell you that he never found his family or clanmates important. That would be a lie. Then, why does he distance himself from those that he cares about? The answer is simple: he’s afraid of hurting them. Icefracture believes that he is cursed, that anyone that he gets too close to will end up injured. He never lets himself get too comfortable around others, believing that an incident would be just right around the corner. He has never properly explained to anyone why he believes in this curse, and perhaps it’s not anything that he can easily put to words. As far as anyone is aware, it’s just a nightmare or superstition, but to Icefracture, it’s real.

Onyxtruth - Non-Binary (they/them), Demiromantic Asexual
A very short haired black cat with a small white dot on the chest, bright yellow eyes, and rather large ears. What’s right and wrong isn’t always black and white, but this cat does their best to do what they believe is right. Onyxtruth, the dark truth. The things that no one wants to hear. Is it right to tell others something that will cause them pain? Not everyone may agree, but Onyxtruth believes it is. Oftentimes a little too blunt, but also cool-headed and sure-footed. Onyxtruth strives to do the best that they can in everything that they do, but often is left to doubt their own choices in life. That guilt follows them like a cloud, hovering over their every decision, but still Onyxtruth follows their own path in life. They don’t truly know how to treat others, and can be rather awkward and a little too formal at times, but their heart is in the right place.

Saltmoon - Male (he/him), Bisexual - DOT
An icky brown tom with a white chest and yellow eyes. Loves to see the beauty in nature, and the thing that he claims is most beautiful is the stars. He would stare at the shimmering specks in the sky for hours if he could, but his stomach always calls him back down to earth. It’s weird, this tom always seems to be hungry, but he’s remained scrawny, as if he hasn’t eaten in a week. The other thing that keeps him from the sky is the moon. It must be some sort of sick joke that Saltmoon gained the suffix ‘moon’, but it was probably from all of his salty mutterings about the moon “ruining the perfection of the stars”. Saltmoon is very disorderly, a fact that anyone would be able to gather from his unkempt pelt, rather ironic with his love of beauty. A little twitchy, and a rather large coward, he would rather hide behind someone than face a problem straight-on.