Red

A tall, handsome tortoiseshell molly with orange and blue eyes, flowers woven into her fur, a short tail and overgrown fangs.

Perhaps the poster cat for "Fuck around and find out" even before meeting Peanutfeather and joining SugarClan she was very much a energetic scrappy cat. A rat looking black tom being one of her favorite scrap partners because wow, she could just tell he had issues! She matches her mate in energy, always on the move and ready to rumble even if between you and her she isn't as moral as Peanutfeather.

Red has little clue how she'll do as a parent but is confident she'll do rad because that's how she's been with the rest of her life. She thinks one of the kits should be called "Red jr." but knows because the clans have their weird naming systems that's out of the question.

Born in the wilds, Red was always traveling yet always came crawling back to the Clans territories purely to cause shit and watch all the drama that unfolded between them all. It was the funniest shit she's watched for moons and moons. Between the fights these cats had among themselves and ones she caused herself there was never any dull moment. Her world was spun on its head one moon however as while out looking for trouble to cause she met a real cutie named Peanutfeather. The two were fast friends and despite Red never thinking about it before, she found herself willing to join SugarClan for her little nutjob(affectionate). While she refused to take a suffix upon joining the clan she's really taken a liking to how SugarClan opperated and now after platonically cat-marrying dear Peanutfeather she is eagerly awaiting her kits.