G I A N T K I T ( S L E E P )
Giantsleep is friendly but strong, don't think for a moment she isn't the most capable warrior you've seen. She has a thick coat of orange tabby fur that covers a brawny frame. Her eyes are bright emerald and carry all of her emotions like lint. Giantsleep is incredibly hardy, but she does have a tendency to sleep for longer than she should. When she was a kit, she was the last one to wake up to feed and the first one asleep, which earned her name.

Could you move Juniperwater to Queens please :3

S I L V E R K I T ( B L O O D )
Silverblood has never had to question his heritage, has never been left to wonder where he came from. His mother and father were both full blooded Summerclan cats, their parents as well, and so on and so on. A bloodline rich in the history of Summerclan, something that, while he has no right to, Silverblood feels inherently proud of. The sharp silver tabby is a tom of ice, cold and rude, dismissive and haughty. You will not find a sympathetic ear from him nor a welcoming smile. Instead you'll find thinly hidden barbed insults and unsettling stares. Silverblood being a tom that desires to make others feel small and has perfected such a thing into an art craft. Born with a wretched heart and embracing it.
BLANKSLATE

G R E N D E L
He'll tell you his faults, his regrets, his worries, he's an open book. Or is he? Who was Grendel before he came to the clans, did he have a family he left behind, friends, even enemies? It was another time he'll say, he'll evade the question, he'll turn the conversation to charm his partner and things are forgotten. Grendel is a beauty of a tom, a picture of serenity, eye drawing by simply gliding by with his graceful walk and soft steps. Charming, well spoken, and patient he is the sort of tom that others seek out to share their worries. The sort of time others praise in conversation. But did someone suffer for this? Is there a journey that led him to be who he is now? Or is he not even who he portrays himself to be? You'll have to find out.
BLANKSLATE

S P E C K L E D K I T ( F R O G )
A petite little monster, with mottled grey furs and frog green eyes. Speckledfrog is the middle child of her litter, younger sister to Patchedlight and Dappledcrown, but older sister to Spottedjay and Smudgefeather. She is a high-energy feline, one who never seems to be able to sit still. This is unfortunate, due to the fact that she shows signs of issue in her hips. This causes some pain when she bolts anywhere, and also leaves her standard walking hop-like. Still, she won't let that stop her; she is the kind of cat who wants to run the whole world.
IAN

S A B R E K I T (S T U M B L E)
One of eight. His ragtag family found after their parents were murdered on Summerclan territory. Gathered into the clan at the age of an apprentice he was quickly given a clan name, along with his siblings. He took quickly to it, loving that he was destined to be Sabrestumble. He watched over his siblings, being as large as he was, making sure that Braidwood, Nightgate, Silverblood,Moorside, Windpeak Giantsleep and Frozenheart were all going to be warriors along with him. He was a playful kit with his parents, happy and always up for a game of moss ball or play fighting, but after joining the clan he began to be serious, focusing on fighting so he would never run into the same sort of issues his parents ran into, leaving behind the next generation for them to fend for themselves. Starting large he only grew bigger, conditioning himself as the perfect guardian. Although plain, a white underside and paws the only thing breaking up his deep brown tabby coat, he makes a statement with his fur tipped ears and bright amber eyes, as well as a thick coat that doesnt seem to quite fit in with those around him. Although intimidating he does have a friendly side, but as a warrior Sabrestumble has taken to being a serious cat, unlike his naive kithood.
FRANCXS

S M U D G E K I T (F E A T H E R)
Tiny, teeny teeny tiny, is how this cat started out. Even his parents were in disbelief that out of all five kits that they had had, this was their boy. Being the visual outcast of his siblings didnt help him at all while growing up either. Having grown up around four sisters, all bigger than him, Patchlight, Speckledfrog, Spottedjay, Dapplecrown, he had a skewed idea of what the world was like. He didnt grow up to be the big and burly, fight ready warrior that you would normally see. He did grow up to be big, more tall than anything else, with gangly legs that only accentuated the off-ness of his being. But he instead took after memorizing the layout of the territory, making him an expert at knowing exactly who was where, what prey came through at certain spots, or even times of day. He could run laps around his clan mates, his sisters included. With bright blue eyes, although he took a serious mindset as a kit, he hides humour there, always able to find something good from the bad. His pelt is a mottled mix, akin to his siblings, of black and white, a call back to how he has changed from how he was growing up to after he found his place among his clan mates. It wasnt until being an apprentice that he could even consider his birthclan his home, after all.
FRANCXS

C L I F F K I T (R A C E R)
A lover at heart, this tom is the odd one out of his siblings. Without knowing much of his mother aside from that soon after birth she had became terribly ill and died, he clings to the life he had with his siblings, Blackbriar, Ashfire, and Emberbrand before that time. While they all seemed to grow cynical and judgmental or even righteous, he stayed down to earth, akin to his name. He is the smallest of his siblings, and was thin and gangly as an apprentice. Eventually he shaped up to where he stands as a warrior now, lean and muscular, but taller than your normal cat. Growing up in Summerclan was easy for him, being borne close to the end of leaf-bare. By the time he became an apprentice the plants had begun to sprout and his plain, brown tabby coat aided him in hiding and catching prey. Although he is a lover, peaceful at heart, he does hide a trickster side behind his emerald green eyes.
FRANCXS

A S P E N K I T ( S W A Y )
A large quiet noble tom. Aspensway is a long furred dark brown tom with black tipped paws and pale green eyes. Aspen is the brother of Willow-whisker, Hollyleap, and Birchcrow. He is the son of Juniperwater and Wraith. Aspen was raised in SummerClan's nursery like any SummerClan born cat is. His start only odd because his parents were best friends but not declared mates. Though his father raised him to respect and honor is mother and other she-cats. Like his mother he has a soft and tender soul. Always wanting to believe the best of others. But like his father he tends to be a recluse. Only really connecting in a meaningful way with one or two cats here and there. While SummerClan will always be his true home, it is not unlike Aspensway to wonder the territories and test his limits and luck.
PRIMORDIALHAZE

B L A C K K I T ( B R I A R )
Here comes another stereotypical, haughty black she-cat. Her eyes are colorless because she’ll sap out your soul with one, bone-chilling look, and she dishes out that glare to everybody. You’re not safe, and you’re not safe, and you’re not safe! Think you’ve escaped? Think again. She sees you when you’re sleeping. She knows when you’re awake. If you’ve gotten on Blackbrair’s bad side, you’ll never hear the end of it. She certainly isn’t the forgiving type and she’ll make sure you feel bad about whatever you did for the rest of your life. She’ll make you pay. Even if you’ve managed to become her friend, she’ll still pick on you in a way that is infuriating yet playful. She’s out here to have a good time, always, of course. She just hates you when you disturb her peace and quiet, alright? So don’t do that and you’ll have some of your pelt left for the winter. Written by valiance!
BRIGHTLEAF




W I N D K I T ( P E A K )
Her pelt is a silvery, ashy grey, with a turquoise pair of eyes. Her chest is white and her ears are rounded. This feline has troubling nightmares, specifically of cats she’s never met before, but they are recurring and gruesome. These nightmares mean many restless nights for this feline, which makes her moody and lethargic even on a good day. The hostility of other cats makes her uncomfortable, as she is a sweet bean who just wants world peace. She isn’t very good at asserting herself, so when things get tough she tends to flee and find a quieter place to brood. It isn’t in her nature to be rude or snappy, but she can get upset and give you the cold shoulder. Written by valiance!
BRIGHTLEAF

H A Z E L M A R S H
A smokey grey blur only defined by bright orange eyes. Hazelmarsh is an average looking tom, with a lanky build and long tail. His long legs are built for running, with wide paws and long claws. He has a wiry and wild strength about him, very quick on his paws and in his mind.Though not the easiest to get to know, once he opens up to someone he stays by them to the end. Funny, bold, brave, he is the ideal warrior. Though everyone has their flaws, Hazelmarsh can be a bit sarcastic and has a tendency to get annoyed easily. He enjoys hunting alone sometimes to collect his thoughts; his mind is always running. Due to this, he can get a bit distracted sometimes, but always somehow manages to get the task at paw done.
BAEWOLF