Honeybee - roleplayed by blankslate
What started as an affection nickname grew to become her warrior name, the she-cat petitioning the leader to let her change her name after her mothers death. Wanting to keep the positive memories she had with one of the most important cats in her life. She has vowed to continue on her mothers affectionate and soft nature while still trying not to sacrifice her own self. Still as talkative and bold as ever. Speaking when she wants to and going where she pleases. Nurturing those who need her two but baring her teeth towards those who are a thread to her.

queen

"Her dirty paws and furry coat / She ran down the forest slopes / The forest of talking trees / They used to sing about the birds and the bees / The bees had declared a war / The sky wasn't big enough for them all / The birds they got help from below / From dirty paws and the creatures of snow." As daunting as the sound of cracking bones, yet alluring as the maiden of grace should be, this feline has the personality of a mother of wild beasts. Her fearsome devotion to serving her clan mixed with the rebellious nature of her unquiet-ed spirit make for a terrific combination. Bonemaiden is a creature of habit, yet a free spirit. She is overall a queenly catastrophe. With a tall, skinny frame and eyes like gun-metal, she isn't one you would expect to be a defender. Yet, she has the power to control, manipulate, and puncture with both her sword of tongue and sharp, tendril-like claws. Charcoal and ivory make up a tuxedo coat that covers her deceptive figure. This beautiful conundrum has a talent for creating tension because she isn't afraid to voice her opinion. She is a strong supporter of her own form of justice and will fight tooth and claw for what she believes is right. Her abrasive personality leads her to clash with some, especially her half-brother Copperstain. Bonemaiden was named after Bonestar and Rosemaiden. Her siblings are Suncrown, Tumbletundra, Illusionhaze, Tangledtruth, Mistfalls, and Shiningsoul and her half-siblings are Copperstain, Velvetdusk, Spindlebrook, Tourmalinesky, Silverlace, and Sagesymphony. "And for a while things were cold / They were scared down in their holes / The forest that once was green / Was colored black by those killing machines / But she and her furry friends / Took down the queen bee and her men / And that's how the story goes / The story of those beast with those four dirty paws." Lyrics: "Dirty Paws" - Of Monsters and Men.

Velvetkit / dusk - roleplayed by simply.light
There is a shade of dusk that many are not captured by. That smooth, pale color is reflected in the almond-shaped orbs on his triangular face. It's a blue like no other, cool and collected like a crystal lake, but four shades paler. His coat of lynx point fur is soft and creamy, earning him the first half of his name 'velvet.' He has a prince-like soul with an enchanting air about him. He is certainly not pompous, but has that innocent charm that makes the lady cats swoon. Even his name rolls off the tongue like royalty, but he is by no means proud of himself. In fact, he leans towards the too-humble side on occasion. If his romantic heart and gentle spirit do not win you over, then perhaps the force of determination behind his muscles will. He is an excellent, hardy fighter who will slave in the heat to get in some extra training. Like I mentioned before, a true prince. Delicacy and power run through his veins, proving that it is possible for those two elements to work together in beautiful harmony. While all seems well and dandy in the life of Velvetdusk, that could be more than true. He is the lonely prince with a difficult backstory, of course. He fills his thoughts with questions of "am I good enough for him?" or "does she see me?" Him being the father who he hardly knows and hardly cares about his children. She being his mother who basically put a wall of thorns between her and her offspring. It makes for a perfect fairy tale, doesn't it? The poor innocent, defeated, but incredibly sweet prince who lives a life of pretend to escape from the pain of a life of inward war.

Bolideburst - roleplayed by simply.light
A bolide is defined as a bright meteor that enters the Earth's atmosphere, but is quick to heat up and disintegrates or explodes. However, it is consistently glowing brightly along the way. In the same way, Bolideburst has this kind of spirit that is hot, radiant, and luminous. He has the "fighting spirit," or so it is called at times. Occasionally hot-headed and quick to act, there are times when he is overly spirited, which causes annoyance among his clanmates. However, they are quick to see his good qualities and he is fast to apologize. He has no hard feelings with anyone, and many seem to be attracted to his brash nature. That in and of itself, can sometimes cause problems. He has an influential personality, so he sometimes inspires the apprentices a little too much. Bolideburst has a lot of care and loyalty to Fallclan because they took in him and his sister, Nebulabear. His appearances match his personality. He is covered head to toe with a blazing orange coat with hardly visible darker stripes and sports two bright, starry golden eyes.

Nebulabear - roleplayed by simply.light
A wash of starlight hangs over her thick coat of muted tortoiseshell. Pale gingers and frosty greys make up the mixed torti pattern in her fur and eyes like the distant amber moon hang on a pointed face. Love as fierce as a mama bear radiates from her core and shines among her clanmates, earning her the respectable name, Nebulabear. From kithood, she was lost without a home, but had her brother, Bolideburst. They were dropped off in Fallclan like many other kits are. Her heart breaks for the abandoned and lost ones. She acts as a mother to those who have none and will give her life for those weaker than her, which landed her in the position of a defender. Nebulabear is brilliant, bright, protective, and most of all, passionate. She can sometimes be too much for others to handle, and she has to hold her tongue when she feels someone is being unfair, but often fails. Despite that, she is a well-loved cat among her clan.

Ghostquiver - roleplayed by simply.light
The crackling of leaves can be heard underpaw but there is no one in sight. Ghostquiver has perfected blending in to her surroundings and her group. She is quiet, distant, but longs for the connection that others have. Her olive eyes seek friendship and unity, but her actual drive to meet and greet is about as grey as her coat. The only close bond she seems to have is between her siblings and her mother, and maybe it is best that way? Ghostquiver wants to speak, longs to make connections but she is extremely shy to the point of simply running away. While she tries to be the perfect picture for her family, she struggles with feeling inadequate, especially when it comes to relationships.

Lemonburst - roleplayed by biyuu
A pale yellow tom with bright green eyes. An on-again, off-again FallClan warrior, Lemonburst has lived a life caught between two Clans; born as the runt of his litter, he and his littermates Peachkit and Cherrykit grew up in FallClan until their mother and father split up. His mother went to SpringClan and took Peachkit with her, leaving Cherrykit and him with their father. Even though their mother passed not too much later, Peachkit never returned to FallClan. As a child, Lemonburst was always desperate for his father's approval, something he could never quite get once their mother left; though his father eventually passed too, Lemonburst was never able to shake the feelings of inadequacy, a feeling that was only amplified when his brother Peachkit, now Peachblush, was appointed SpringClan deputy. Eventually his sister Cherrystem passed too, leaving Lemonburst with no living ties in FallClan. This made it all the more easier for him to eventually move to SpringClan, after meeting Peachblush's apprentice one night when they both became stuck in a blizzard. Though Peachblush was angry at who Lemonburst had decided to fall in love with, he allowed his brother to become a SpringClan warrior, yet Lemonburst could never shake the feeling that he did not truly belong there. When his mate died and Peachblush exiled himself from SpringClan, the new SpringClan leader Eternalstar kicked him out of his new home due to his relationship to the former leader, and thus he opted to rejoin FallClan. Lemonburst generally has a very gruff and grumpy demeanour, though he's more awkward and socially clueless than genuinely harmful. He loves kits and children in general, but has a hard time expressing himself, and usually just ends up scaring them away.
Warrior

Dewsun roleplayed by paogirl18
Gold fur like the sun that warms the earth, eyes like pools of liquid sapphires, teeth like milky pearls, body built like a mountain. Dewsun is a beauty to look at. Many can't take their eyes off of the tom, to engrossed in his appearance, enchanted by his looks, and build. Though, for as lovely as he appears he is anything but. This tom is brawny, arrogant, and self-absorbed. He sees no reason why everyone shouldn't worship him, he's a gift from the gods! Just like his appearance is charming, so can his personality. He's seen as the hero of the story, the savior many desire, which allows them to dismiss his true ways. Dewsun has never loved anyone but himself, and has no plans to change that. Greedy, cruel, manipulative Dewsun uses his charming ways to lure people in, to convince them that he as he says he is and not as they know him to be. Those who see through his lies and deceit are blinded by his claws, literally. The tabby golden-orange tom is insane. His claws have stricken more than just foe, but lashes out at anyone that does not see his beauty. Narsistic as he may be, Dewsun doesn't believe an individual is worthy of being allowed to see if they do not appreciate what he has blessed the world with--that being his own beauty. Beauty may be in the eyes of the beholder, but Dewsun will happily take the decision out of your hands.
warrior - defender
Also, he's to mentor Pearpaw whenever cleaver adds him

Vixenkit / plume - roleplayed by brightleaf
She looks like burnt french toast with butter smeared along her underside, from her chin to her chest to her tail. Her eyes are a pale green, like you thought basil belonged on top of your toast, but you were wrong. She doesn’t really like her eye color for this reason - she thinks they stand out too much. “I’m a snack but I’m UGLY,” She sobs at the puddle, melodramatically splashing her reflection and running away. Vixenplume just wants to be loved and she isn’t afraid to be highly aggressive in order to get the attention she most definitely deserves. Lying about herself to get on your good side is something she’d do in a heartbeat and regret later. No, she doesn’t exactly think things through. But whatever! With a carefree attitude and a heart that means well, she’ll get herself in a lot of trouble. She plays victim, as if she is the damsel in distress when she is the one who has ruined absolutely everything, and is just so pitiful that you’ll probably feel sorry for her and forgive her for the fortieth time. Written by valiance!

Birchwood - roleplayed by brokenshadow
A small white she-cat with black stripes and dark green eyes. Her sense of humor and sarcasm are quite dry, often coming off as serious. She keeps her heart and emotions guarded, which makes her seem cold, but she's deeply empathetic to those around her.
warrior - hunter

please and thank you!!

Puddlekit/face - roleplayed by ian
A ginger tom with silver speckles and a bushy tail, one whos eyes are a clear steel gray. Puddleface is the son of Bristlethistle, and sibling of Flytoe, Troutrabbit, Reedseed, Nutshell and Woolyrye. He's a bit on the lazier side, one who never feels too inclined to do much of anything. Perhaps this is the kittypet that surges through his blood. He is also a skeptical cat, one who questions everything around him.

Gardeniasmoke - roleplayed by ian
A pure white she-cat, one with smokey grey eyes. She is a blind she-cat, one who is awkward by nature. However, she tries her best to be a friendly cat, a complete foil to her brother, Lupinebreath.

Lupinebreath - roleplayed by ian
A white tom with deep amber eyes. Overprotective of his sister, Lupinebreath is often seen as overly serious and unwilling to have fun. He is slow to trust and quick to anger, although he's not a bad cat, persay.

Adding both now! Glad to have you two!