MINTKIT/SHADE-STING
ROLEPLAYED BY FRANCXS
Quiet, thin and sickly, this cat was brought in to springclan by nothing short of a miracle. His thin figure is draped in a white coat splotched with grey, light here, dark there. Isolated from the other cats due to being so sickly he has yet to bond with those around him, prefering the peace and quiet of the medicine or elders den. Growing up was almost harder than just surviving past kittenhood, as fitting in and trying to learn to fight and hunt were near impossible. His large eyes tell a story that you may never hear him speak aloud, but catch him in a good mood and you may entice it out of him.

Kit, not sure which suffix i wanted lol

MALAKAI
ROLEPLAYED BY FAWN
Malakai, also known as Kai, was a former loner that had wandered his way to SpringClan. He was rather young when he first stumbled upon the clan. His travellers spirit unsure whether he would feel at home in one place, but over time he realized that he'd grown attached to the clan and its members. Kai is rather youthful looking and doesn't appear as old as he is, making it hard for others to fully take his opinion serious at times. He has short brown tabby fur with snow-white underbelly, muzzle, and paws. His nose is a soft pink with a small darker brown patch over one side if it. Kai's eyes are a large circular pale forest green. A born explorer he's often wandering around the territory looking for something to catch his keen adventurous eye. Having been a traveller before his final home in SpringClan he has a few stories that he enjoys sharing with the clan members and especially to the younger generations. Malakai is rather laidback and it's hard to get on his bad side.
Warrior

BUGKIT / FLIGHT
ROLEPLAYED BY Icestarr
Bugkit is a rather tiny cat, with fluffy, grey fur. He has tiny white stripes along his pelt, as well as a white chin and paws. He has a rather narrow buggy looking face, hence the name. Bugkit is an avid climber, he enjoys finding challenging trees and rocky places to explore. He is a very friendly and sociable cat, and he has a hard time coping with conflict. He would prefer everyone have a good time. His lack of conflict resolution skills shouldn't be mistaken for lack of confidence. He is an extremely capable cat, and he knows it. However, he finds the idea of standing up for something uncomfortable. Sometimes Bugkit needs a firm push towards the action that he knows i right. Brother to Bonekit.
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BONEKIT / PELT
ROLEPLAYED BY Icestarr
Bonekit is a short furred, sleek cat. She has black fur down her spine, with white on her belly and left side of her chin. The way the black and white fur interacts makes the black along her back into the shape of a bone. Unlike her brother Bugkit, Bonekit has absolutely no problem with conflict. She is confident and bold, and has very little filter. She speaks her mind, which can be situationally good or bad. She is fiercely loyal and protective of her friends. She enjoys taking the lead, but can sometimes come across as bossy or rude. Sister to Bugkit.
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NEEDLECLAW
ROLEPLAYED BY Icestarr
Needleclaw is a rugged warrior, with a long scar going downwards across his eye. He is a fully black cat, with just his front left paw being white. Needleclaw has lived a lonely life. After his littermates passed away from greencough when he was too young to remember, it was just him and his mother. However, as Needleclaw grew older, he felt his relationship with his mother distancing. He felt as though she resented him for the passing of his siblings. Since he was apprenticed, he has had a hard time opening up and meeting new cats. He is trying to work on meeting new cats in his clan, but is having a hard time finding where to start.
Warrior

SOOTCATALYST
ROLEPLAYED BY IAN
A former member of the medical staff of SpringClan, she is a marbled golden she-cat with soot grey eyes. Despite being golden in pelt, her golden years are long gone; she currently resides in the elder's den where she has a penchant for nagging those around her.
Elder

LOTUSSWIRL
ROLEPLAYED BY IAN
A lawful good, he is a truly a cat you would expect out of SpringClan. Although not necessarily overtly cheerful, he is kind and noble-hearted, willing to commit completely to whatever cause in which he is assigned. He is the son of Sootcatalyst, born just after his mother retired from public life after a severe injury left her better suited for queendom than medicine. He looks very similar to his mother, with a similar golden marble pelt. However, his eyes are the color of a blue lotus instead of his mother's soot grey.
warrior

REDFUR
Redfur started off as the son of a single mother rogue. He was an only child, or so that's what his mother had always told him. Until he was about fourteen moons old he followed his mother wherever she moved them. She was more of a loner than a rogue, but when he called himself that, she scolded him. "That is a wimp's title. We are rogues! We are warriors!" she said, in her thick accent. Before she had gotten pregnant with him, she was a kittypet, seduced by another tom with promises of endless food and warmth. She decided to leave her lush life and learn how to hunt and fight with Redfur's father. She fit in well with the community he led. Soon though, after she had fallen pregnant with Redfur, there was an attack on where the camp had been located. A larger group of cats were able to steal food, kits, and his father's life. His mother was lucky enough to escape the carnage and soon forgot about it when she realized she had a family she had to raise on her own. For as long as Redfur was with her, she never took on another mate. Anyone who dared to try to touch her or himself, she made sure they left with a scar. She was very protective of Redfur his entire life, but would always let him do what he wanted when they were alone, or had been settled for awhile. Once little Redfur finally felt comfortable in the spot they had settled at, they had to move again, only a few weeks later. He always wondered if they had a destination, and now, as an elder, he knew they that did. Eventually, some how, the band of cats that had killed his father, were able to find them. On a dark, stormy night, Redfur was awakened by the snarling of fighting cats. His mother had her back towards him with three other cats surrounding them. She turned and grabbed him by the scuff, and ran. He was a little large to be carried by the scruff of his neck, but she insisted as her grip was tighter than anything he had ever felt. After what seemed like days of running, she finally stumbled across a wide area. It was filled with many new scents. He asked where they were, and she only had a single word to reply: "Salvation." she set him down near a large tree and laid to lick her wounds. Blood was caked across her body, and Redfur was unsure if it was hers or the others. "Don't worry," she said, reassuring him. "You should seem them." she laughed. It was another couple of days before they encountered other cats, but this time, they did not attack. Redfur was pushed away far enough to where he couldn't hear the conversation, but his mother seemed to know the group of cats well. After a few more moments of talking, she returned to him with the group following only a few tail lengths behind her. "It's time for you to have your own life." she said, and he followed her closer to what she called "SpringClan Cats". He trusted whatever she said, and although he was sad to see his mother leave, he knew he was in for a ride. His mother had told him a little of the cats that hunted and slept together; a community much larger than what his father had gathered, and much more close knit. He was excited for his new life. His apprenticeship went smoothly, as he already knew a little about hunting and defending himself. He was given a warrior name, inspired by what his mother told him his father's name was. And now, at nearly five years old, he misses his mother more than ever. Weathered by numerous days, he is an elder and no longer in the heat of the battlefield; he feels as if he is disappointing her. There was never a dull moment when they were stashed away in some alcove of the forest. He would never dare to stray to far from her in fear of one of her famous paw swipes, but now, he feels farther away from her than ever. But, with the beginning of every day, he is reminded why he loves his clan so much. Every day he is shown the same love and compassion as he was when he and his mother were found at the edge of the territory. Every day others are shown the same. Redfur would never leave SpringClan willingly, but he does miss his old life of self-sustainability and hardness. The clan life is hard, but now, as an elder, he is treated with respect, and nearly pampered as his old bones rest.
I heard you needed elders

PLUMKIT/DANCE
Roleplayed by Francxs
The youngest in a scraggly group of kits found in uncharted territory outside of springclan by a caring queen, its astounding how this tom managed to get to his size. Large and muscular, his tabby splotched pelt is stretched tight over his frame. Every movement he makes is filled with power, and he shows that he knows it in his light green eyes. Not unaware of his size, but not aggressive about it, he uses it to defend his clan, being an avid fighter, he made it through his apprenticeship with little issue. He bears a scar on his shoulder from a fall he took while hunting, a tree branch slicing it open, but it doesnt inhibit him any, and since hes gotten better while after prey.

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SOFTPELT
ROLEPLAYED BY JETCLAW
Formerly a daylight warrior, Softpelt now serves her clan full time. She loves kits and often spends a great deal of time around them. Her fluffy white pelt makes her great for cuddling kits and making them feel warm and safe if they need a cat to spend time with. While she has a passion for teaching, she is willing to do her best for her clan. Even if she is not the best hunter or fighter of the lot. Her bright blue eyes are warm and soft. She is extremely caring and compassionate.
Warrior

INKSPLASH
ROLEPLAYED BY JETCLAW
This she cat has a white coat like her mother Softpelt but has a few black splotches, she has bright amber eyes. She is curious and enjoys sticking her nose in other cats business. She's pretty quick on her feet but, tends to move quickly from thing to thing making it very hard to keep up with.
Warrior

LIGHTSTEP
ROLEPLAYED BY JETCLAW
Lightstep is a light gray tabby she-cat with a white belly, paws and underside of her tail and bright blue eyes. She tends to be quiet, an observer, preferring to learn more about what situations and what's happening in the clan around her. You never know when someone might let slip some valuable information is her motto, even though she's unlikely to share any secrets she hears. But knowledge is power after all. She looks very dainty, but her small lithe figure allows her to move quickly and be an excellent climber. Her parents died when she was younger and she was an only child. She is curious and is eager to learn more about the world around her which has gotten her into trouble from time to time, but she's still a decent fighter, nowhere near the strongest in the clan, but tough and cunning enough to handle most situations she finds herself in.
Warrior

PUMPKINPAW/KING
ROLEPLAYED BY JETCLAW
Pumpkinking is a boisterous fluffy ginger tom with lighter fur on his belly, and darker fur on the tips of his ears. He is a proud tom, with an insatiable curiousity. He likes to take the lead, to tell others what to do, but in turn finds it very difficult to listen to others. Even those who are in positions of power. He was found along with his close friends at a young age and taken into SpringClan. He doesn't remember much about his family, but he knows he likes SpringClan far better. His amber eyes glow with a certain light when he's home in SpringClan instead of anywhere else.
Apprentice

THANEPAW
ROLEPLAYED BY ( FAITH )

SUGARKIT / PLUM
ROLEPLAYED BY APPLE
Sugarkit is a small, fluffy white she-cat with blue eyes. She is quite the character. Her speech impediment is considered adorable by all of her clanmates. She's hyperactive and likes to run around and collect mysterious objects, and attempt to trade them for something better. She loves the sun, flowers, and the color pink.
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