Need More Warrior for Tunnelclan and Med-cat?

name(Cat): Larksong
Gender: Tom
Looks: An ivory tom with short fur and semi-long whiskers. He has small black Lynx-like tufts at the tops of his ears and an unusually long tail. His eyes are ice-blue and he has a light grey nose and pads.
Rank: Medicine cat
History, with clan: He is 47 moons old. When he was a kit he wouldn't play with the other cats, rather he would listen to the elders' tails and spy on the medicine cat. He was made a warrior apprentice, but after refusing to participate in training it was clear to everycat that he would become medicine cat and so the current Nedicine cat took him on as an apprentice. When he was 23 moons old, he finally earned his full name and at the age of 31, the former medicine cat died of old age.
Why is your cat use full to the clan(Optional): Larksong has a vast knowledge of herbs and he dislikes fighting. He's served his clan for many moons and he is able to apply his knowledge to training his apprentice and healing wounded cats.

(Thanksee, I might make more characters later)

name(Cat): Amberpaw
Gender: She-cat
Looks: Amberpaw is lithe and has short, fawn colored fur marked with dark Amber tabby-point markings. Her bright green eyes are flecked with gold and she has dark grey pads and nose.
Rank: Apprentice
History, with clan: Amberpaw would often slip out of camp by the time the moon was halfway to the center of the sky and return not long after the moon reached the top of the sky, giving time for her scent to become stale enough that they didn't question her scent in the clearing. She loved to play with the other kits and have play fights, often loosing the first fight, but winning the second time. When she became an apprentice she quickly learned every inch of the territory.
Why is your cat use full to the clan(Optional): Amberpaw likes to assess situations before entering it and she's more of strategist than she is reckless. Partially because of this, she doesn't like when she doesn't know what's going on and she doesn't like when things don't go how she planned.

name(Cat): Silvercreek
Gender: She-cat
Looks: Silvercreek is a tall, lithe she-cat with ice-blue eyes and a sleek silver pelt. She has a scar running along her hind right leg from her ankle to her haunches.
Rank: Senior warrior
History, with clan: Silvercreek was an aggressive, lively little kit, play fighting with the other kits and trying to do things the others wouldn't so she would look tough and brave. When she was an apprentice she always bit off more than she could chew, catching to much prey than she could carry, going after a large rabbit and not being able to catch it, things of the sort. By the time she got her final assessment, she'd matured some and wasn't as reckless and tough. During her assessment, she had chased a rabbit right across the border into the unknown territory and she'd run into a young fox that was as big as a warrior and smelled horrible. She attacked it after it stole her kill and it gave her the scar on her leg, her mentor had jumped out the tree and drove off the fox, nearly killing himself. She'd been made a warrior once she'd healed, but she had been grounded to camp for a moon. At her 31st moon she was given an apprentice to train and she admired the young cat's strength and enthusiasm, but the leaf-bare she planned on giving the cat his final assessment he caught greencough and traveled to silver pelt before then. She hadn't been blessed with another apprentice yet, but she continued to serve her clan the best she could. She's 68 moons old.
Why is your cat use full to the clan(Optional): Silvercreek is strong and loyal, willing to die for her clan. She's watched the old leader's death and the current leader take charge and she has the knowledge of training an apprentice and of age.

name(Cat):
 Hailstar { BrambleIsBack / La Limace }
Gender:
 Female / She-cat
Looks:
 Hailstar is a large, long-legged and muscular smoky grey-furred with lighter splotches on her pelt. Her eyes are a penetrating, cold icy blue.
Rank:
 Leader
History, with clan:
 Hailstar was born into Flareclan as a kit.
Why is your cat use full to the clan(Optional): Hailstar is a natural born leader with some misgivings, but she can lead a clan very well and is accustomed to making hard decisions.

(Should we start roleplaying?)

Silvercreek padded into camp, her pelt wet from the soft drizzle that morning. She'd been on the dawn patrol and now it was just short of sunhigh. She sat down in a patch of sunlight and began grooming the wetness from her fur.

Silvercreek looked up from her growing at Riverfeather's new. "Good morning, Riverfeather. How are you?" She greeted, her tail curled around her paws.

Silvercreek purred in amusement. "Yes, I see. Have you decided what Violet's clan name will be? I don't think she'll be accepted if she sticks with her current name." She asked, worried about the she-kit.

Silvercreek shook her head. "I guess it will be up to Hailstar."

((Sorry, things are incredibly busy and I haven't been able to get on. I'll jump in at a later time))

(I'm going to add another warrior since there's already two apprentices)

name(Cat): Ashstreak
Gender: Tom-cat
Looks: He has a dark brown pelt with thick streaks of grey and black that run horizontally along his back as well as down his spine. His tail is black and grey with a few patches of brown and his muzzle and left ear are black and dark grey. He has dark green eyes and semi-long fur.
Rank: Warrior
History, with clan: Ashstreak was a lively kit and an excitable apprentice. He tried not to break the rules and he was a fast learner, excelling in combat more than hunting. He was given his warrior name after his final assessment and his suffix was chosen because of his unique pelt. He is 29 moons old.
Why is your cat use full to the clan(Optional): Ashstreak is very loyal to his clan and he's a great fighter, though he prefers fighting alone making it hard for him to fight in a group.

(Ok I added him)

Redwing patted to the nursery, greeting her sister with a nod then she patted inside of the nersery, laying down in her nest.

Silvercreek sighed. "Yes, she will soon." She answered the little tom. "Stop pestering Hailstar and do something useful." She huffed, though there was a ting of amusement to her voice.

Amberpaw licked her paw and ran it over her ears, finishing her cleaning. She padded out of the den and strode through the clearing toward the prey pile. "I don't want a rougue's kit in our den." She said, her comment aimed at Sorrelpaw, but to no cat.