Roaringmoon is a kittypet-born ThunderClan warrior - although he has no memory of his origin. He's perky and extremely extroverted, often missing cues that indicate cats' dislike of him, and has unending confidence in himself and his clanmates... Most of the time.

Near the end of his apprenticeship, Roaringpaw was hit by a monster. The impact had hit his head, causing a permanently twisted jaw, as well as one eye locked looking upward (hypertropia) as a result of the damaged optic nerves. The blunt force trauma had left him in the medicine den for many days, to the point where he was given his full warrior name on the basis he may never return to his duties or even die - hence the solemn 'moon' suffix. Nevertheless, Roaringmoon eventually recovered, and spent his early warriorhood relearning his knowledge from apprenticeship, as well as tailoring his hunting and fighting styles to fit with his disability.

As a fully-fledged warrior, Roaringmoon is constantly on his paws - apprentice duties or not, he'll happily take on anything that helps keep him busy. He especially loves duties around the elders and kits, finding the elders endlessly intriguing and the kits a source of absolute joy. While his ambitions lay with leading ThunderClan one day, he hoped to have his own litter of kits.

His search for a mate eventually lead him out of camp, where he met a twolegplace loner. After a few moons of visiting him in secret, Roaringmoon would deliver his three kits - Firekit, Earthkit, and Dragonkit - before returning to see the other father to share the news, only for him never to return. Additionally, recovering from birth made him susceptible to the Spider Rose illness, which rooted itself in his body after it was spread during a Gathering. Roaringmoon lived long enough to see his kits until four moons of age, where he succumbed to the illness and had to be put down by Talonflame - the very cat that brought him into ThunderClan in the first place.