With fur as dark as the midnight sky, this she-cat moves through her surroundings as effortless as the shadows of which she clings to. Raven, or Raveneye as which she now is called, had to learn to move without being noticed from the time she was born. Raveneye was born with a disadvantage. Her left eye is the color of frost during the winter, blue and cold, while her right eye is completely black. Completely blind in her right eye, Raveneye has had to learn to adapt. She has had learn to move without sound, giving her an advantage over her prey and her enemies. Her black and grey pelt is scarred from her time alone. Many fights won and many fights lost. Raveneye’s mother abandoned her a birth as she believed the young kit would not last, but she did. A wandering loner, Midnight, stumbled upon this half-blind kit and raised her as his own. When she was young, Midnight was tragically killed by a roaming wolf. On her own, she set out to find her place in the world and begin her many adventures. Time eventually led her to Nightclan, where she became a prisoner and then a warrior, earning her the name of Raveneye. Finally, she had a home and family who would not abandon her. Although she has blended in well with her new family, Raveneye still remains aloof and ever vigilant. Habits that she cannot break. She prefers to watch and observe rather than throw herself into the middle of things and remains quiet till she needs to speak. When she does speak, she speaks with confidence and thought. Every word and every action carefully thought out and never aimless. She hopes that one day, she can put her troubled past behind her and build a better future for herself in the home she has found.

Like the ocean, which is wild and free, Oceanheart stays true to her namesake. This free-spirited she cat is independent and self-sufficient. Growing up on her own taught her that she cannot rely on any one but herself. When Oceanheart became a part of Summerclan, it tested this side of her. She disliked the idea of others helping her but thrived with the idea of being able to provide for those around her. Selfless and strong-willed, she flourished being apart of something larger than herself though she remains independent. Oceanheart is not a closed off she-cat. She is open yet guarded till she knows she can truly trust someone. Once they earn her trust, she is fiercely loyal and loving. She has a bit of a playfulness to her as well, perhaps from when she could not afford to be so open with other. Once one gains her loyalty, Oceanheart is the type of friend they will have for life.

Her life has never been easy. From an insufferable parental figure to the agonizing training she is forced to endure, Marchdance has rebelled against her upbringing by being an absolute nightmare. This dark ginger she-cat is rude, harsh, insolent, and it can be said that she is too clever for her on good. Her eyes are a bright, cold green that seem to pierce through those around her. Jayjack has only kept her around for her able fighting skills. In some ways, Marchdance still feels the need to prove that she belongs, and she is just as capable as the others. She pushes through her training, giving it everything she has. This follows into the way she lives her life as well. This capable warrior never does anything halfway. She is always all in and gives her full strength to any situation and sometimes more. Though she is tactless and touchy, she knows that she will always have her little brother in her corner. He is the one thing she will never give up on and a reason she fights so hard and with all her might.

Those who whisper sometimes have the most to say. Loyalorder has never been one to raise her voice. This stunning calico has never felt like she needed to. Her soft voice projects so far that it causes those who surround her to stop and listen and her yellow eyes are forceful and calculating. Every word and every action of hers is said and done with confidence and self-assuredness. Being the voice of reason for her siblings has shaped her into a responsible young she-cat who takes care of other before herself. Loyalorder is always the one to bail her siblings out of trouble, and most of the time not as successful as she wishes. She has always been the brawns of the group. Though Loyalorder has a certain lack of persuasion, often saying the wrong things at the wrong time, she never lets it discourage her and is always the one to end up apologizing her the action of her siblings. Do not get her wrong though. She will fight for them till her very last breath. Loyalty was always her best quality.

Celadindawn is an ambitious and cunning she-cat. Her parents are Mountainsound and Ebonygold and being born of two previous healers, this she-cat has an aggressive streak a mile wide. When she was a kit, she was taken to Dayclan during Bloodyrondo's uprising. She is impulsive and full of energy as well. With the traits of a natural leader, she will take charge in any given situation and planning comes like second nature to her. Her pelt is a beautiful sleek blue gray with black freckles and her eyes are a vibrant and sharp green with gold flecks scattered in them. With group situations, she is always open to hearing other ideas and will take the time to think them over, pointing out the pros and cons for each one. Celadinedawn is highly observant and intelligent, but despite these attributes she can be quite restless and argumentative. She will go looking for a fight and challenge anyone unlucky enough to take her bait. She will take everything she is told and question it, especially if an order is given to her by an authority figure. It is her sarcastic nature and smartness that gets her into the most trouble, but she is loyal to a fault and will never wavier.

Life had never been easy for this cold and passive tom. Shadeguard and his siblings were born outside of Springclan. They have been on their own since they were born, and it has made them closer. During a cold leafbare night, Shadeguard and his siblings were found by a passing Springclan patrol. Due to their age and the fact that they were knocking on death’s door, they were brought into Springclan and taught the ways of a warrior. There they grew into young, capable adults and flourished within the clan. As any family, they have their ups and downs, but they stay together through it all. Shadeguard himself is a righteous tom. He is organized, balanced, and focused. He is the more responsible one in his family and the one his siblings turn to for advice. No matter the situation, Shadeguard always has a plan at the ready and is calculating and observant. As an apprentice, Shadeguard excelled in his fighting style becoming a quick and deadly opponent in battle. He wastes no time and gets the job done efficiently. His pelt is a swirl of black and grays that add an air of mystique and his amber eyes are dull and almost lifeless. Though he may seem like a detached tom, know that Shadeguard will defend and be there for his family at all times. They are all he has, and he is determined not to lose them.

The Assassin. Being slight in stature and born dwarf has its perks. This short-haired dark grey tom is stealthy and quick in speed, using it to his advantage. Litton uses his small size and speed to be faster and more deadly to his opponents in battle. His needle-sharp claws are quick to cut the throats of many of his victims and his stealth allows him to do it all without being noticed. He is quiet in nature and highly observant, having the best advantage point to spy. With pale green eyes that see everything, nothing slips by him. He has a quiet demeanor, but do not let it fool you as he is just as fierce and terrifying as his siblings. Others tend to overlook and not notice the small tom and that is their biggest mistake. Litton was brought to Primal Instinct with his litter after being found abandoned in a dark and unsavory alleyway. Growing up in the group, he has had to fight hard to survive as he Is the smallest of his siblings, but there is a reason he survived. As they always say, the silent ones are the deadliest

Vision always give him a headache. And if they are strong enough, they will throw him into horrible fit. But such is his life and the burden, or gift, he was granted. There is a fine line between what one might consider “gifted” and “cursed”. Cinerealember knows his place is somewhere in between, balancing precariously on the edge between blessing and disaster. When those first see this young tom, Cinerealember doesn’t appear to be anything extraordinary. With liquid amber eyes that seem to see right through you, this skittish, soft-spoken tom seems to be as fragile as a single blade of grass in an open field but, those who spend any length of time with him come to realize that he is much more and appears to be a tad bit touched in the head. Touched by what is up to anyone to guess, but Cinerealember possesses a particularly troubling knack for diving the future in the form of sporadic and cryptic visions. This dark ash grey and black tabby appears to also have a sense of danger that extends far beyond mere instinct, as if he pierces the veil between what is and what shall be. The cost of these occurring visions is great, however, because both physically and mentally stronger the vision, the greater risk of Cineralember having a fit. Despite all the hardships and judgment he may receive from others, he remains an amiable and forgiving cat, willing to share the visions he receives with others. Though only if they are ever so incline to listen.

Energy and impulsiveness are the two traits shared by Buzzardtalon and the elusive predator bird that is his namesake. This long-haired golden tabby with black stripes is the largest tome to be born in his litter with the same amount of energy to match his size. As he grew, Buzzardtalon channeled his endless buzz of energy into more ambitious avenues, striving to be the best but placing unrealistic and radical goal. Luckily enough, he still has enough energy to spare to fulfill his warrior duties in his clan. The idea of being still and stagnant never fails to make the large tom feel uncomfortable so he is always on the move. His free time is spent with tasks and activities at hand, no matter how trivial they seem. In battle, Buzzardtalon’s restless energy makes him a fierce foe able to continue the fight until the other is defeated by his skills or their own exhaustion. His personality reflects his need to move as he is bright and forward in his manner of socializing and that in turn makes him relatively easy to get along with. His bright amber eyes are always full of life and are as open as he is. Originally Buzzardtalon was born in Dayclan, but him and siblings along with their mother were stolen and taken to Winterclan. Winterclan is the only life this active tom knows.