Palewillow, with her light sandy fur, and gentle green eyes. She tends to be a stern cat, a stickler for the rules. Palewillow wasn't always this way. As a kit she would get into all kinds of trouble, sneaking out of camp and sticking her nose into things she shouldn't. Her apprentice ship was just s rocky as her kit hood. Though one day after she had been made a warrior, Palewillow had gone missing. After almost two full seasons the she-cat returned, tattered, wary, and baring kits. She never really speaks about what happened and why she left. All she ever says when asked is "It was a mistake." Palewillow turned into a docile cat since then, focused on her kits, and making sure they follow the warrior code.

Once a sprightly young cat, this orange tabby tom spends his days basking in the sunshine. His youthful energy turned to over exaggerated stories. Coralpelt has a soft spot for the kits of the clan, letting them play with his tail as he soaks up the evening rays. He had never had a chance to find a mate for himself to have kits. The old tom wished he had kits of his own, but watching each new kit grow and strengthen Shoreclan is enough for him.

hidden in the night, graceful and furious like the wind, is Shatterwisp. She is tall with sleek black fur and yellow glittering eyes. Shatterwisp has always been well-known for her speed, and night hunting skills, as well as her quiet stern disposition. Once you get to know her, you realize just how awkward the she-cat is. Stumbling her words when nervous, always fidgeting with her paws, and generally avoiding eye contact. It takes a select few to get Shatterwisp to open up.

Despite his regal, stern-looking features, Kitefoot is the one of his siblings that breaks the mold of the family. He is not particularly talented in anything, being fairly average in all but his intelligence. Goofy and humorous, Kitefoot is looked at as little more than a dimwit by his mother, and he has long since lived up to that reputation. He is, however, a caring and loyal tom who gives his all to everything despite his inability to excel in anything. Beneath the mask of humor, lies a tom who thinks little of himself. But, what he lacks in true skill and intelligence, he makes up for in almost blind loyalty to his clan, finding solace in the fact that perhaps they appreciate him more than his mother or sisters ever really could. He took his father's death the hardest, considering his father managed to give him some confidence, despite the often frosty demeanor the tom had had.