CINDERKIT (flame)
roleplayed by lost
The best word to describe Cinderflame is brave. Although on the smaller side, she makes up for it with lean muscles and quick paws. Cinderflame is a solid, dark gray she-cat with eyes the color of smoldering embers. She was born with her eyes wide open and paws first, and from that moment on she was never afraid of anything. She is loud, boisterous, and some might say a little reckless. She doesn’t always think things through and barrels straight into all of life’s greatest battles and mysteries. Cinderflame was born in NightClan, though most believe she belongs in DayClan because she does not blend well with the night. Not her pelt, of course, as she is as dark a shadow and could move effortlessly at midnight, but her personality. She shines like a bonfire, big and proud, and when she comes through the forest she sounds like a stampede. She finds it difficult to follow instructions, mainly because she doesn’t always hear what is being said, her mind flickering through a hundred different things at a time. Nevertheless, Cinderflame can be quite enjoyable to be around, as she always keeps everyone on their toes. She says things without thinking it through, though sharp tongues back at her have never bothered her. Discipline or mean words roll right off of her sleek pelt. She’s energetic and fiery, just like her name suggests.

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Rainwhisper
Roleplayed by Rainwhisper
Imagine the echo of gentle rain under the light of the full moon. Witty, Clever, and observant, Rainwhisper acts and possesses a honest and true nature that may serve as a good example to many. Unfortunately, the she-cat also has a tendency to get herself into a degree of trouble. While capable of entering a conversation comfortably, she has trouble censoring her thoughts and may come off as rude and insensitive to those who don't know her very well. She is trustworthy, happy to keep secrets for those who wish to open up to her so long as it doesn't jeopardize the lives of other cats. With her dark grey tabby coat, she blends well with the reeds and bushes of the territory even when the moon remains highest in the sky. Her skills mainly reside in ambushing the unsuspecting, whether it be a animal of prey or a member of an enemy clan. The blue-eyed she-cat is also unafraid to challenge authority when necessary and will freely give her opinion. In many ways she can act rather impulsively, but with the help with her childhood friend and companion Mistfeather she is usually capable of keeping herself in line. The two of them were simply roamers of the nearby territories when they stumbled into NightClan territory, the she-cat sustained an injury to her right shoulder leaving her unfit to travel. Mistfeather kept watch over his friend, looking over the treatments used on her with a pair of curious eyes. Both of them now serve as loyal warriors to NightClan, mainly in an attempt to thank their newfound friends for their generosity.

Twighlightkit(gold)
roleplayed by dualwielding
Trusting words dance on a silver tongue. It's only a blessing if you use it right. For healing, to help, for love. Twighlightgold doesn't usually enjoy misusing her gifts for self-profit. When you have an ability to wind words like medicine, it's a responsibility to wield it, though she isn't afraid to use this for gain if she must. They forget her charms, how those who meet her can instantly come to trust Twighlightgold. She speaks softly, but says what needs to be heard. She learned to get her way from her mother. They don't exactly have a solid relationship, though Twighlightgold looked up to her in simpler times. The she-cat was only really interested in materialistic items, pawning off her looks for less work. Twighlightgold, being the only female in the litter, was the most favored for her feminine beauty. Their mother more or less turned her back to her sons. While many would say they desire nothing more than to be the center of mother's attention, it was grueling at times. The young she-cat, while stealing looks from the queen, was most like her father, a gentle tom who fell prey to manipulation. It isn't hard to catch unwanted attention. When it comes to those bright, gold eyes, wild with wonder, and lithe soft silver tabby body, it's hard to keep their eyes to themselves. She has distinct ringlets around her legs and tail that pull her apart from her mother. It isn't rare for Twighlightgold to find her mother flirting with others, and while she more or less despises the path she had taken, the young she-cat still finds that she has a soft spot for her. Twighlightgold learned early on that using her mouth and appearance wasn't something she wanted to use to get what she wanted in life. Getting on her good side isn't hard, but imperative. After all, she if from a time where daylight and darkness meet.
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Littlekit (fire)
roleplayed by Spiderheart
Littlefire is a small framed dark ginger and white tabby she-cat. Her dark ginger fur starts on the outer perimeter of her covering her ears and the back of her head continuing to run down her neck and along the length of her entire body and tail, it is lined with even darker tabby stripes. Each of her legs holds the same ginger pattern except for her front left as it is solid white along with all four of her paws, the center of her face between her ears and over the entirety of her muzzle is also white the snowy color runs down the front of her neck and spills out onto her chest continuing over the whole of her left front leg. The only other white on the she-cat is a small stripe that lay further down in the center of her back. Her deep blue eyes are quite secretive, despite the innocent look they seem to give this feline. Her emotions are quite thoroughly hidden within these colored orbs, though she is an open, and genuine cat. Littlefire is a kind and very compassionate feline. She does not hesitate to help any cat in need, despite the cost or consequences of her actions. She simply cannot stand to let an injured or sick cat suffer if she has the power or ability to help. She has no trouble with hunting and killing prey however, like some souls who refuse to hurt any living creature. Littlefire is very honest. She finds that lies and deceit just lead to more lies and more deceit, and so she tends to avoid them altogether. She understands the necessity of white lies, but she feels the truth, though sometimes harsh, is the best thing in any situation. The she-cat is always setting goals for herself and working hard to achieve them within a certain amount of time. Littlefire enjoys learning and is always ready to ask questions about things she is unaware of or does not understand, her ears are always open and prepared to listen. Littlefire is a fair thinking cat, she considers everything thoroughly in a situation before making a call of judgment against another, taking into account all of the possibilities that there are. This feline is also very practical. She is constantly assessing her schedule throughout the day, and using the time she has as efficiently as possible. Littlefire likes everything to be neat and in order and can often be found cleaning up around the camp, it is a pet peeve of hers actually and also a habit of hers born of practicality. She finds that if things are cluttered or messy it fogs her mind, always lurking behind the senses until it is fixed, it also makes it difficult to maneuver around the camp if there is a build up of debris littering the clearing. Littlefire has always been drawn to the medicine cats den always offering to help out with sorting the herbs or fetching any that were running low, she likes the scent of herbs clinging to her pelt like a comforting cloud of healing. Littlefire is loyal through and through when it comes to her clan, they are always her top priority and she will do whatever she can to see that they remain strong and continue to grow in the future.
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All accepted, I will add them to the page tomorrow.
Welcome to NightClan!

Readding Bonfirepaw as a warrior since I was gone for so long D:

Bonfirespark
roleplayed by Aberrantfox
Born to FallClan before its infamous shattering to the corners of the forest. Bonfirespark is 100% FallClan bred yet as a kit this large fluffy tom was found by Burningstar wandering the FallClan and WinterClan border when NightClan occupied the FallClan territory. Bonfirespark was old enough in kithood to be aware of the situation and took a bit of time adjusting to his new clan and adoptive mother, the leader. Today Bonfirespark is a well respect and accepted member of NightClan. He earns his keep hunting and patrolling with his clan mates and holding a place as a skilled fighter among their ranks. He is a large autumn hued tom. His pelt thick and long, his paws massive and his tail puffed out like a foxes. His eyes are dark midnight starry blue. Bonfirespark is a determined and responsible tom. He does not complain when he is given distasteful tasks or treatment from other cats. He allows rude remarks and snide gestures to roll off his shoulders like rain water. While is loyal to his mother and NightClan he also holds a small flame of curiosity and bloodties to FallClan. Ever since their rebuilding he has felt a slight tug in their direction. But he fights the urge with all hes got. Flicking the feeling aside like a stray buzzing temptation around his ears. Bonfirespark is charming and loving. He is the type of cat to fall in love and give her his entire world.

warrior please!

MOONKIT(rock)
roleplayed by goldcrest 

Her vision lies in the night sky, her gray eyes so similar to the moon one would think they were mere reflections. She had always been attracted to space, the moon to be specific, and it was her impossible dream to one day go there. Her spirits are as high as the stars, though she doesn’t show much of it. Giving off a relaxed, dreamy attitude, Moonrock can be a follower, somewhat of a coward, and untrusting to others. Usually she is quiet, observing from a distance, but if you get her started on space and beyond, you will never hear the end of it.
It’s difficult to get to know her properly, as she hides her motives and truths behind walls of misinformation and mistrust. Very secretive, she doesn’t like sharing her thoughts or feelings with others. A mystery, she is, and that’s just the way she likes it. 

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ARISTEASEA
lovelygirl18
A tall-standing ginger she-cat with determined green eyes. Aristeasea has strong shoulders, they carry the heaviest burden of them all; grief. Death is an old friend of Aristeasea, as she has always seem to claim every cat she holds dear. Even as easily as birth, Aristeasea lost her mother, quickly followed by her father, Marronpelt. Then one by one, her sisters fell to one illness or another; Asterkit, Iriskit and Anisekit. On the eve of her Warrior ceremony, her only blood kin remaining was beckoned by death; Anemonepaw. Perhaps deep down Aristeasea blames herself, and feels guilty that she was the only one to survive. Yet Aristeasea powers on, to stubborn to bend under the weight life has place on her. For not only does she walk in the shadows of grief, she also has big foot prints to fill. Aristeasea is the daughter of a former Leader of NightClan; Azurestar. In Azurestar's reign, she allowed strays to join the ranks of Warriors, and one of those cultures where lost Tribe cats. Inspired by their unique culture and names, Azurestar gave her kits two names; a Clan name and a Tribe name. As times have changed in NightClan since her mothers rule, Aristeasea keeps her full name to herself; Aristea of the Roaring Thunderpath. A name that suites this feline perfectly. Aristeasea is a bold feline who shoulders her way into situations. Though deep down Aristeasea is plagued with self-doubt and insecurities; yet, she refuses too show weakness. As the last daughter in her mothers line, Aristeasea is determined to keep her mother legacy alive. However, she often neglects to acknowledge her own needs and often puts others above her own.
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I don't think I can be active, sorry for spamming the thread.