Emberflame
Roleplayed by - MotherofGoblins
Emberflame is a deep ebony, an array of creamy light tans and streaks of white fur create this she-cat's unique, smooth calico pelt. Her eyes are like golden whirlpools of shimmering light amber, with deep copper flecks. The tranquil murmur of a small, cool creek is one of Emberflame's favorite sounds; She loves to wander the forest, breathing in the frigged but inviting scents, listening as it hums, whistles, croaks, buzzes, and sings with life, feeling the chilling earth beneath the pads of her paws. Strong, proud, and independent is what she likes to consider herself as, though she does not let her pride get in the way of humility when it is called for. She is not prodigious at hunting or fighting by any means, though she is not awful either, she is basically average at both and perfectly content with that. This does not mean though that she is incapable of spilling blood when necessary for the protection of herself or her clan, it's just that she is not rash and prefers to talk her way out of a situation in a calm manner rather than becoming aggressive. She has always been a natural born leader, confident in everything she does and determined to succeed. Emberflame is able to find the light of anything unpleasant, and so despite her seemingly boring life she has always been absolutely blissful. Most who meet her find Emberflame to be exceptionally charismatic, and she only becomes more so as they come to know her better. It is not that she tries so hard to be sweet and likable that she becomes annoying, she isn't quite that sweet, she just finds that it is much harder work to be angry and serious all the time than it is to be her bubbly, joyous self. Some may find her to be immature as opposed to charismatic or nice, but she really prefers to ignore those less favorable opinions. Emberfame tries her best to be as immature as acceptable without acting like a kit, because as she looks at it, at any point she might leave to join StarClan, and it would be best to be happy with the results of one's own life by the time they have to leave it behind. She had always dreamed of finding a mate, and a true one rather than simply for mating to have kits of her own, she dreamed of falling in-love with a handsome tom who genuinely cared about her.
Warrior

ROSESHIMMER
roleplayed by FadedEcho
You can have anything you want through hard work and dedication. You will never meet a more dedicated individual. Roseshimmer grew up as an only child and was very much adored by her parents. They put everything they had into raising her to be a fierce and loyal warrior. Her kithood was that of a normal kit born to NightClan. She was a little rambunctious but her parents were always there to reign her in. Then around the time she was to be made an apprentice, her parents were murdered by a rogue that was passing through the territory. While devastated, she focused even harder on becoming the best warrior she could be. She didn't have to feel the pain if she was always working right? This became her new philosophy when it came to handling difficult emotions. While on the outside, she is friendly, cheerful, and gets along with most of her clanmates, she hides her true feelings away. If nothing else this has made her a skilled warrior. One day she hopes to find her parent's murderer and avenge their deaths, but up to this point she has never strayed beyond NightClans borders to search them out.
Warrior

MINTKIT (LEAF)
roleplayed by circle
A she-cat afraid of everything from her own shadow to sudden movements. She will never be a leader or one to strike out on her own, taking comfort in being part of a pack. The thought of wandering the territory on her lonesome at night like some cats terrifies her. Worst of all though is that these fears of hers make her a square peg in a circle hole among Nightclan. To be affairs of the very thing the clan is names after, to jump at shadows while other cats thrive in them. Mintleaf does her best to push through her fears, to try and fit among her clanmates but she shakes like a sapling in a thunderstorm when out alone or out at night. Ducks her head into her paws to hide from the world during thunderstorms, and shrinks in on herself when others raise their voices. She takes solace in daydreams and fantastical fairy-tales to comfort herself when she is at her lowest. Though she guards them perhaps more fiercely than she is able to do anything else. Terrified of others ruining this refuge she has in her world ruled by fear.
kit

IVORYGHOST
roleplayed by FadedEcho
Ivoryghost is a pale silver and white tom with forest green eyes. He is quiet and reserved and prefers to keep to himself for the most part. He tends to remain quiet around those he does not know well but will gradually interact more as he gets to know someone better.
warrior

FROSTEDSKY
roleplayed by FadedEcho
Frostedsky is a very pale silver tabby she cat with pretty blue eyes. She is very detail oriented and a stickler for the rules. She is very protective of her younger brother Shadepaw despite the fact that the young tom can take care of himself for the most part.
warrior

SHADEPAW (Whisker)
roleplayed by FadedEcho
Fluffy grey and white tabby tom with green eyes. He is a bit different than the others in his clan in that he cannot speak. No one seems to know why, but he has never uttered a single word from the time he was a tiny kit up until this point. Even he isn't entirely sure why. He just knows when he tries to speak, nothing comes out and so he has found other ways to communicate with his clanmates. He knows this may prevent him from being any more than an ordinary warrior, but he is fine with that. He doesn't really have any ambition to speak of anyway.
apprentice

ARISTEASEA
roleplayed by creativefyre
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.
prisoner

see i told you i'd be back!! ♥

FLOODFATE
roleplayed by Cleaver
Being normal is being a failure. After watching his driven, successful father take on the world and never give up, he knew he could never he an average cat. It feels wrong to be average, to be forgotten, and he believes he must strive for beyond. Though Floodfate was never the hero of the story, he didn't want to be the villain either; but he's prone to jealousy and bitterness and ignoring his emotions, and he lashes out and makes bad choices and takes the easy route of criminal behavior. He was doted on by his leader early in life and though he loved the attention, the rebellious little tom was too upset to see her giving his brother special treatment as well. He lashed out and refused to listen to her after that, angry that she treated him like a child and tried to restrict his freedom. By the time the floods destroyed his home, he was already planning on running away, and when they moved to SunClan the young initiate found himself allured by the Shadow Era cats. When the plan went south he fled with some of the other rogues and made his life as a loner stealing from others, until one day when he was caught and barely escaped with his life. He fled to NightClan and changed his name to Floodfate, where he seeks to escape his roots without a clear path to do so. He doesn’t know how to avoid falling back on his old destructive and criminal habits, and he fears being normal, so he's trapped on a hill he climbs. Emotionally distant, he has never known how to share his feelings and struggles to understand his own emotions, much less anyone else's. He's vain and self-centered and never had a chance to properly grow up. Floodfate hates being babied and not taken seriously, and cats used to fawn over his cherubic looks, though luckily they've stopped after his looks were marred by his latest scars. He's suspicious of other cats and doesn't know how to let them get close or how to accept help, and cats that come on too strong or flirtatious freak him out. Floodfate doesn't know how to trust anybody but himself, and though he knows he needs a new life, he doesn't know what it looks like or how he'll get there. A rounded solid gray tom with white markings, Floodfate bears the marks of his former life: the fur hasn't grown back over the deep scars on his chest and shoulder, and his left ear is missing along with part of his upper lip.

FOXFIRE

roleplayed by disasterB

A charcoal-ticked tabby she-cat with burning amber eyes. Her whiskers are a bit longer than usual, and she bears significant facial markings below her eyes, as well as eyespots above.

Spending days on end without food, Foxfire understand what life is like on the rough side. Fighting against starvation, sickness, and rivals. It was a life she absolutely hated- hated more than being considered a prisoner among Nightclan. Sure, she's considered the lowest of the low by other Clan cats, but... It's better than trying to sleep when your stomach is trying to gnaw it's way to your vital organs for sustenance. And this is something Foxfire plans on fighting tooth and claw to keep; a spot in Nightclan. She wishes to rise in the ranks, prove she deserves a spot as a warrior. Right now, she only wishes to do so for food, shelter, and protection. She has a long way to go, since she still yet has to understand the connection between Clan-mates. The bond that silently promises to have one another's back. Perhaps a bit of the feral mindset still runs deep in Foxfire. The she-cat isn't against opening up and allowing trust in Nightclan cats. At least... Not strongly against it. She may have trust issues now, but this is bound to change the longer she lives within the Clan. And she plans on living in Nightclan as long as possible. The initiation provided to prisoners is something she looks forward to, and has a burning competitive fire in her belly about.

Prisoner

thank you! I'm super excited to see what you guys have in store for the prisoner role, I honestly can't wait to build up character arcs and development oh man this is gonna be fun