Lead by Featherheart, who is secretly looking for her lost lover Wolfshadow. She does not tell the other ones this, instead she simply says she plans to get revenge on a Clan. Diabolical means belonging to or so evil to recall the Devil, all the cats in this Clan tend to take action at night resting during the day, they are sneaky and cunning thinking before they act.

Moderator: Clemintine

Sub-boards: Territory, Camp

Nestled in the deep heart of a thick, dark jungle, the Moonlight Walkers live. The tall trees are quite close knit together, making an almost maze for trespassers, though the members of this infamous group have learned the ways of survival and navigation in their labyrinth. The trees are known, on the outside, for their lovely mahogany shade and even more red coloring throughout, and it's lush, thick greenery. but, if any stranger strays into their territory, it will become a complete hell for them, that they will hope to wake up from, or die to get away from. The cats of this group were trained in the ways of the shadows, and also of torture. They will not hesitate to torment the intruder with horrfying experiences that would drive any sane cat to the brink of insanity, and to the extent that they would want to die to escape their torment.

This rogue group stays in the shadows, usually spending all of their time at night handling their jobs, hence the name. Lead by the infamous danger of Latro, who is at times the murderous maniac Phasmatis, the Moonlight Walkers, past their docile name, aim to grow a name for themselves. A name that will make any enemy back away in fear, or bow down before them.

Within a dense, dark forest dwells a band of rogues headed by a tom named Masquerade. They live in dwellings made in the roots of trees and hollowed-out trunks. There is a rather small boulder in the centre of the small clearing that their leader often sits upon to address his followers. Though they can find all the prey they could want, the focus of this group is far from peaceful survival.
Masquerade's teachings fuel a hatred for the Clans and he encourages killing Clan-cats, loners, and invading rogues. The group is always on the prowl and always looking for power. Any who dare enter will either be faced with open arms or flashing claws.

Moderator: .masquerade.

Like the deathly plant, these cats aren't someone you can turn your back on - if you want to stay alive, that is. They aren't like most rogues.

Hate the Clans? Not exactly. Want more power? There we are.

Power. That's what drives this band of loners, exiles, and strayed kittypets: a thirst that is fueled daily as they battle for their lives.

They take pride in the abundance of plants in there isolated territory. However, because of isolation, they lack the control they would like.

Their two most precious flowers: The Flower Cone and The Nightshade.

Moderator: Anya