ThunderClan:

Leader:

Lionstar: Large, long-furred golden tabby tom with pale green eyes. 50 moons old.
Kin: Brightsun (mother), Sungaze (father), Eagleflight (littermate/brother), Goldenpaw (daughter), Brownpaw (son), Fernpaw (daughter)
Mate: Leaftail
Apprentice: Cedarpaw

Deputy:

Fishpelt: Average-sized white tom with a few brown tabby patches and blue eyes. 30 moons old.
Kin: Troutblaze (father)
Mate: Featherfur
Apprentice: Haypaw

Medicine cat:

Oakpelt: Large brown tabby tom with pale amber eyes. 52 moons old.
Kin: Unknown
Mate:
Apprentice:

Elders:

Brightsun: Small short-furred pale golden she-cat with green eyes. 70 moons old.
Kin: Dewfern (mother, deceased, had last litter at 60 moons, died at 80), Swiftbreeze (younger sister by 20 moons), Lionstar (son), Eagleflight (son)
Mate: Sungaze

Sungaze: Large golden tabby tom with pale yellow eyes. 65 moons old.
Kin: Lionstar (son), Eagleflight (son)
Mate: Brightsun

Troutblaze: Large gray tabby tom with green eyes. 68 moons old.
Kin: Fishpelt (son)
Mate: Tinystep (deceased)

Queens:

Spottednight: Average-size white she-cat with several black patches and amber eyes. 20 moons old.
Kin: Shadowpelt (mother)
Mate: Brackenstep
Kits are currently unborn.

Warriors:

Swiftbreeze: Small, lithe she-cat with a gray-and-white pelt and pale blue eyes. 50 moons old.
Kin: Dewfern (mother), Brightsun (sister), Lionstar (nephew)
Mate:
Apprentice: Leafpaw

Shadowpelt: Average-size, lithe she-cat with a pure black pelt and amber eyes. 40 moons old.
Kin: Spottednight (daughter), Black-kit (grandson), Dark-kit (granddaughter), Frogkit (grandson)
Mate:
Apprentice: Redpaw

Tigerstripe: Large brown tabby tom with green eyes. 28 moons old.
Kin:
Mate:
Apprentice: Fernpaw

Featherfur: Small, long-furred pale gray she-cat with green eyes. 27 moons old.
Kin:
Mate: Fishpelt

Brackenstep: Large brown tabby tom with green eyes. 22 moons old.
Kin: Black-kit (son), Dark-kit (daughter), Frogkit (son)
Mate: Spottednight
Apprentice:

Silverfeather: Average-size gray tabby with amber eyes. 15 moons old.
Kin:
Mate:
Apprentice: Mosspaw

Cloudpelt: Average-size long-furred pale gray tom (almost looks white) with pale blue eyes. 13 moons old.
Kin:
Mate:
Apprentice: Dapplepaw

Apprentices:

Leafpaw: Average-size pale brown tabby she-cat with green eyes. 10 moons old.
Kin: Redpaw (sister)
Mentor: Swiftbreeze

Redpaw: Average-size dark ginger she-cat with green eyes. 10 moons old.
Kin: Leafpaw (sister)
Mentor: Shadowpelt

Cedarpaw: Large brown tabby tom with deep amber eyes. 6 moons old.
Kin: Haypaw (brother)
Mentor: Lionstar

Haypaw: Large dark golden tabby tom with amber eyes. 6 moons old.
Kin: Cedarpaw (brother)
Mentor: Fishpelt

Dapplepaw: Average-size, though tall, calico she-cat with bright green eyes. 6 moons old.
Kin: Fernpaw (sister), Mosspaw (sister)
Mentor: Cloudpelt

Fernpaw: Small tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes. 6 moons old.
Kin: Dapplepaw (sister), Mosspaw (sister)
Mentor: Tigerstripe

Mosspaw: Small tortoiseshell she-cat with amber eyes. 6 moons old.
Kin: Dapplepaw (sister), Fernpaw (sister)
Mentor: Silverfeather

Kits:

None currently.

All you need right now are the ThunderClan allegiances. Trust me. The other Clans are useless for the time being.

It was about sunhigh. The grass was full and vibrant, there were few clouds in the sky, and the sun was blazing. A perfectly normal day for the young, yet large, pale gray tabby tom. His green eyes were narrowed, sharp, ready to catch sight of any food. It was greenleaf, and though he had plenty of prey, more was always nice. Besides, Storm felt that he was hungry enough for a bit of lunch.

The tom was only 8 moons old, and his parents had just left him on his own. They would've left when he was fully weaned, at 6 moons, but just in case something were to happen to him, they decided to train him in hunting and fighting a bit more before moving on. Storm wondered if the two loners would ever have more kits, but it wasn't his concern either way.
Like his father once was, Storm was a rogue. His mother had always been a loner, and his father became a loner so he could always travel with her, because she did love to travel, rather than staying in one piece of territory her whole life. Storm preferred to stay where he'd been brought up, and like the Clans that were near him, he marked his territory's scent and challenged all that came through. He was stubborn and wouldn't back down without a fight, even if the cats were much bigger than he. Of course, many were bigger, and Storm often lost fights, but what could be expected? The cat wasn't even fully grown yet!

As Storm prowled forward, he almost purred. It wasn't like him to act like this, but the soft grass underpaw and the heat of the sun against his back just made him feel like laying around and purring the day away. Maybe he'd head down to those rocks. What did the Clans call them? Ah, yes, Sunningrocks! The name was quite appropriate, at least, Storm thought so.

"Alright, now that you've learned a bit, you have to go out and get yourself some prey. ThunderClan normally doesn't tread into those fields because rogues and loners are out there, but I think it might be a good place to start." The sound of an adult tom's voice made Storm stop. He sounded quite young, actually, but there was enough authority in his voice for Storm to realize he must've been a young warrior. Storm honestly knew hardly anything about the Clans, but he'd come over to the ThunderClan border to overhear some conversations in his moons, so he knew a bit... He knew there was a leader and warriors and apprentices. Warriors trained apprentices. There were four Clans. Or were there 5? Maybe it was 6? Well, that was the extent to Storm's knowledge on Clans, anyway.

"Okay, got it, Cloudpelt!" A she-cat's voice came next. It was a light-hearted voice. She must've been the apprentice. She was definitely a new apprentice, by the sound of it. Storm could sense that she was very eager.

Before Storm knew it, the younger cat, who turned out to be a calico she-cat with green eyes like his own, was stalking around his territory. He heard the warrior's voice again, "Tigerstripe and I will be checking the river, okay? Just catch up to us once you've got some prey!" The tom, Cloudpelt, and who Storm assumed to be Tigerstripe, talked as they left, their voices fading as they got farther and farther away.

Storm watched with widening eyes as the calico she-cat came closer. She was about to go right past Storm, but the young tom leaped out at her, his ears flat to his head, his eyes fully dilated, and his claws and teeth were prepared to shred. "Get off my territory!" The large light gray tabby screeched.

A/N: I'm pretty sure every chapter I've written past this one is longer than this, so if you like long chapters, then it gets better. xD I'm open to all reviews. However, if you dislike the story and are going to review, I simply ask that your review is at least a little constructive, rather than outright flaming.