Grizzly's Babies

To Lionsong- Nicotine - Panic! At The Disco

When He Finally Breaks Free- I Don't Love You - My Chemical Romance

Main- On Top Of The World - Imagine Dragons

To Herself- Goner - twenty one pilots

Main- Fairly Local - twenty one pilots

To His Family- Warriors - Imagine Dragons

His Internal Battle- Viva La Vida - Coldplay

He had a fairly normal, if not anxious childhood. He didn't fit in too well, but was reluctantly taken in by Lionkit. When he became an apprentice, he noticed Darkpaw getting a bit too close for comfort to Lionpaw. His jealousy began to eat him apart. He had to share a mentor (Fishstar) with Darkpaw because of the shortage of warriors at the time, much to his disappointment. He started to take a liking to a younger she-cat, Yellowkit, though his heart still lay with the deceitful Lionpaw. 

First Words: "Ah! Sorry! I was looking at all the stuff in camp and I didn't see your leg! I'm Ferretkit, what's your name?"

She tends to swing wildly between overwhelming enthusiasm/excitement and quiet thoughtfulness. She tries to see the light in the darkest of corners, and if you don't see her bouncing around camp with her happy gait, she's most likely alone somewhere in the territory with her thoughts. She's very intellectual but unknowingly keeps that side of her to herself. She's very trusting and friendly, but never forgets those who do her wrong. Sometimes she lets her bright nature get in the way and makes her clumsy and absent-minded. Many take her to be a bit dull-minded because of her giddy attitude, but they'e very wrong. However, at the end of the day, she's got all her moves planned out in her head. It's just mixed in with the happy-go-lucky spirit she's always had.
Hamartia: Refuses to believe it when bad things happen, doesn't think before rushing to the defense of a cat.

First Words: "I caught this for you, Mama! I'm ready to be an apprentice, aren't I? Just a little while longer and you can call me Scorchpaw."

Smoke-point shorthair tom with piercing amber eyes. He's huge in stature, but very lean and skinny. His fur tends to be messy and unkempt, making him look even more frightening. 

A bit of a sourpuss with high doubt in the existence of StarClan or the Dark Forest. He has no interest in anything that doesn't abide strictly by the warrior code and is quite hypocritical of this at times. He is extremely humble despite his flaws, and relishes the feeling of praise and doing his part for the Clan. He's very explosive and jealous at times. His grumpy disposition can be easily broken by kits, as they're, in his mind, the only truly innocent beings in the forest. In his mind they are without fault and therefore are much easier to deal with than apprentices, warriors, or any higher authority. He longs for kits of his own one day.
Hamartia: Once he chooses a side, he won't tolerate anyone who thinks differently. He never looks at the other side of the coin.

Kit:

 

A long-furred cream tabby. Her ears and eyes are a bit disproportionate to her body and are much larger than any other cat's of her size. Her eyes are a sparkling light brown that carry all her emotion and thoughts. She's very readable and expressive. She's a little smaller than the average cat, but still average.

A sharp-tongued, sarcastic she-cat with a fiery attitude. She is deeply caring when it counts, and childish when it doesn't. She has a way of speaking that makes everything more seem more dramatic than it needs to be. She's a natural motivator despite preferring the sidelines of the battle. She loves giving heated pep talks and advice. She exaggerates everything, whether it's in speech or in action. Her emotions are wayward and crazy.

Hamartia: Very prickly, comes off as a rude drama queen.

Lilykit and Marigoldkit were orphans, their mother died shortly after birth. They were brought up mostly by their adoptive big brother, Jayflight. She's mostly unfazed by her orphanage because she never knew her parents. Besides, she had the rest of the clan to raise her. She grew even closer to Jayflight when he became her mentor.

A golden-ginger tom with murky green eyes. White paws, underbelly, and chest. Has a compact, muscular build, and is an excellent sprinter. He never quite grew out of his downy kitten fur.

A determined, willful tom. He does whatever it takes to achieve what he wants, regardless of the costs. He has strong character and good morals, and wants nothing more than to be the very best that he can be. He's always pushing his peers and his inferiors to be better than they were yesterday. He's constantly fawning over those younger than him, which gets very overbearing at times. He just wants the best for everyone he knows. He's extremely fierce and would willingly fight to the end of his life for the well being of a single cat. He's a true fighter.

Hamartia: Blindly throws himself into fights if he believes it necessary.