The kits were born to the same father with different mothers. Upon the mothers showing up, each with a different kit they were each quick to find out that the tom had gotten around with many different she-cats. The once supposed “good boy” tom of the clan decided to leave the clan soon after without much word upon finding out that he would have to care for these “bundles of joys.”


TWISTEDKIT/ WEB ♂ - LINK - ROLEPLAYED BY OPEN
His dad skipped out early the moment a herd of mothers showed up with his devious sons in tow. He always heard there was a slow bitterness that overcame the she-cats as they realized the tom had been seeing more than one girl. He was pretty certain his mom left him in SummerClan after realizing he had every quality of his father, only better, or at least he would counter that. Unlike his father he was a strategist who wouldn’t be caught dead cornered with four anarchist sons. Twistedweb is a player who doesn’t win by fictional things such as luck, but by possibility and strategy. He hardly has a shred of humanity in him, far more interested in controlling everyone and detaching himself from anything that may make him weak or hold any value to anything that can be used against him. If there’s one thing he fears more than not having control it’s being controlled and he simply refuses to play any part in that. Twistedweb is a white tom with dirty grey scattered across his pelt with crystalline diamond blue and faded amber eyes.

RUNNINGKIT/ THIEF ♂ - LINK - ROLEPLAYED BY SIMPLYLIGHT
His dad skipped out early the moment a herd of mothers showed up with his devious sons in tow. He always heard there was a slow bitterness that overcame the she-cats as they realized the tom had been seeing more than one girl. He was pretty certain that it wouldn’t have mattered if good ol’ dad was an honest hard working warrior or the slick and promiscuous cat he was, his mom would have ditched him in the clan regardless. Soon as his feet touched the earth he was always running away from her so he supposed it wasn’t her fault for thinking he’d be happy to be rid of her. But no matter how much that logic settled in his heart it didn’t matter, he still had a resentment towards she-cats. The way they judged, bossed others around, assumed instead of asking. Even at a warrior age he finds himself with the same playground mind he had as a boy, girls were grody. Not that they would even be into him if he had a kinder opinion on them. He was a well known prey thief in the clan, never hunting on SummerClan’s land. Instead he always sought out prey from other clans. In his mind it made sense, save the prey on SummerClan for if they really needed it. For Runningthief any consequences that come after stealing are worth it, to him it’s what being a warrior is all about. Runningthief is a white and cream splotched tom with burning yellow eyes.

MAPLEKIT/ LEAF ♂ - LINK - ROLEPLAYED BY ALLIE
His dad skipped out early the moment a herd of mothers showed up with his devious sons in tow. He always heard there was a slow bitterness that overcame the she-cats as they realized the tom had been seeing more than one girl. As far as Mapleleaf could remember he was the only son in his mothers litter. He still remembered the heart broken face his mother had before leaving him behind, or trying. He chased her down quite a bit, but she turned on him with a warning glare and the promise that she would be just like his father. Since then Mapleleaf is determined to turn out normal unlike the rest of his family members. He’s always trying to help out, carry the peace loving attitude that many SummerClan cats have and most of all to be faithful to all that he meets. This isn’t exactly easy when he’s an accidental flirter. Often he over compliments people and comes off as charming as though he’s charismatic to that person and that person only. Hopefully he doesn’t give people the wrong impression. Mapleleaf takes after his mother with a ginger pelt and white chest and muzzle. His eyes are an olive green.

CARNIVOREKIT/ HUNTER ♂ - LINK - ROLEPLAYED BY OPEN
His dad skipped out early the moment a herd of mothers showed up with his devious sons in tow. He always heard there was a slow bitterness that overcame the she-cats as they realized the tom had been seeing more than one girl. His mom dropped him in SummerClan in a heartbeat the moment his perfect angel of a father turned to the devil right before his mothers eyes. Given the closeness of his features to his fathers it’s really no wonder she couldn’t stand to look at him anymore. There was one moment from all of it that would forever be etched into his memory, he’s a carnivore. That’s what his father was to his mother, someone who hunted, who consumed the lives of others. But instead of feeling hatred towards who his father was he found fascination. To some cats it’s believed that he got his warrior name for hunting down big game like raccoons or foxes, but in truth his name came from his tracking capabilities of finding cats and taking them down. Despite being half clan he has very little sympathy for outsiders, for as peaceful as SummerClan is he’s harsh on anyone entering the clan and it takes time for any outsider to earn his trust. Carnivorehunter is brutal, even to the point of killing apprentices in battle claiming it to be self defense. Despite Carnivorehunter’s brutal nature he has quite the kitten face with ginger and white fur, as well as large owl brown eyes.