“Never give a sword to a man who can't dance.” - Confucius. Windrunner is a sleek furred silver tom. His lengthy fur speckled with dark spotted patches and jagged lines. His large seemingly cherubic eyes are a pale sea foam green. The fur around his neck almost mane like in appearance to to how thick the fur is. His limbs are rather long which is probably why he's constantly tripping over them. But, despite this Windrunner is constantly on the move. Never able to sit in one spot for to long. It wouldn't be unusual to see the silver tom limping or nursing a sprained ankle. Due to his constant falling it seems that bits of debris, such as blades of grass, leaves, small twigs, are always littering his thick fur. He'd given up a long time ago on trying to keep it groomed much to his clan mates chagrin. Windrunner despite his clumsiness can be very fast on his paws, once he get's a good rhythm going he can clear long distances in no time at all. He just has to focus on not tripping over himself, others, or obstacles. The MoonClan tom has a very open-heart. Wanting to believe that there is a goodness in everyone, and that second chances should be given. But, that's not to say he's a complete pushover and can be manipulated. If you do get the better of him the first time he's far more likely to be wary of you the second time around. Unknown to the clan Windrunner is of half-MoonClan blood. His parents are Lunarwhisper and Omega. His aunt is Pearlsong, and his siblings are Earthdancer, Infernorebel, and Riverballad.

“Dear fellow traveller, under the moon.” It was a stormy night when Callistus was brought into this world, though the tom and his two siblings had no knowledge of this. Born in the warmth and safety of a twoleg nest. Callistus was similar to his siblings in appearance. His medium length fur a deep mahogany with a faint creamy underbelly and a smoky black black. His limbs were long and his body slender and his facial features sharp and pointed. His eyes are what set him apart from his siblings though. Theirs were a pale green, while his were a shining honey amber. He stayed with his family for a short while until he was sent to a new home. As Callistus grew older he prefered to go by the nickname of Cal, as any neighbouring cats he encountered had trouble pronouncing his given name. Callistus is a rather warm and kind character. Always going out of his way to help others. Despite his rather charming looks the tom is rather dense. He also has a slight stutter when he gets embarrassed or becomes unsure of himself. Callistus was always lounging by the window that had the best view of the outdoors, and his twolegs would allow him on occasion to venture out. The tom never went too far, always keeping the roof of his nest in his line of sight. He was lounging in his yard one day when he had heard a commotion just beyond his fence. The tom had gone to investigate and that is when he saw a dog chasing after a cat. Without a second thought he’d made the decision to help the cat escape the dog. The thrill of helping the cat had stirred something up within the tom and the rest was history. Now, he spends his days travelling around with the ragtag band of cats going wherever they like and doing what they please.

“Baby, I’m howling for you.” Third born, second son of Sariyah and Kosma. Cahire is definitely not the gentlest of souls to walk the earth. Preferring to use his claws and fangs to solve a problem as opposed to political talks. He’s not one to think too deeply about what his actions may lead to. An in the moment thinker and you’d probably catch him muttering ‘It’s a future me problem’. When Cahire has an opinion or a set way of doing things it's hard to sway him. He has firm beliefs which is ensuring the survival of his family… somewhat. The tom prefers tough love over a soft and dotting one. Cahire’s true folly is his hopelessly romantic ways. The gang member is unable to stop himself from flirting with anyone that catches his odd coloured eyes. Cahire is a mostly black furred cat, minus the white bib that wraps around his neck and trails halfway down his chest. His most alluring feature is probably his odd coloured eyes. One a shiny jewel green while the other is a swirl of orangey yellow.