In this story, the cat called Littlecreek will be appearing. Littlecreek is an OC cat of Apollo's Child. I do not own her. You should read Apollo's Child's stories because they are awesome.

So that you know who everyone is, here's a list of cats from CloudClan.

Leader: Brightstar Ginger she-cat with yellow eyes.

Deputy: Willowfrost Creamy-furred tom with a white belly. Blue eyes.

Medicine Cat: Moonspirit Pure white she cat with green eyes.

Warriors: Bramblestone Dark gray tom with brown ears tail and belly. Yellow eyes.

Frostberry White-furred tom with amber eyes. Apprentice: Mistpaw

Shadefeather Dark gray tabby tom with blue eyes Apprentice: Petalpaw

Quickstream Bluish gray she-cat with faint white stripes. Light blue eyes Apprentice: Fogpaw

Bluesky Bluish-gray she-cat with yellow eyes. Apprentice: Cedarpaw

Oakshadow Tortoiseshell she-cat with amber eyes. Apprentice: Ashpaw

Cloudfall Pale gray fluffy tom with green eyes.

Nightfire Tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes.

Petalshine Pretty brown tabby she-cat with blue eyes.

Stormtail Pale gray tom with blue eyes. A very fluffy tail.

Cedarsplash Creamy tom with a brown patch. Hazel eyes.

Queens: Fernwhisker Light brown she-cat with green eyes. Mother of Fogkit and Petalkit

Silverflame Silver-gray tabby with amber eyes. Mother of Littlekit, Mosskit, and Darkkit.

Elders: Dawnsky Pale gray she- cat with yellow eyes.

Vineclaw Huge brown tom with green eyes.

Now, finally, on with the story!

Fogstar's Clan

Fogkit squirmed inside the nursery next to his sister, Petalkit. Petalkit was nestled safely under their mother's tail. The light brown queen purred and swept Fogkit closer as well. Fogkit's father, Stormtail, padded into the nursery, a mouse swinging from his jaws. He dropped the mouse at Fogkit's mother's paws. "Good morning, Fernwhisker."Stormtail greeted the queen. He nuzzled his head against Fernwhisker's. Fernwhisker purred and took a bite from the mouse. Fogkit stared up at his father. Stormtail looked exactly like him, with a pale gray pelt and light blue eyes. He looked at Petalkit. She looked almost exactly like Fernwhisker. Except for the streak of light gray across her belly, she had a light brown pelt exactly like her mother.

Fogkit scrambled out of his nest and outside into the clearing of camp. He had never been outside before, and the harsh sunlight hurt his eyes. He shrank back to the nursery, but only to get Petalkit. "Petalkit, come on! The clearing is so big!" Petalkit climbed over Fernwhisker's paw and tumbled outside. Fogkit followed her, narrowing his eyes against the light. Brightstar was eating some fresh-kill with her deputy, Willowfrost. There was an amused glint in the wise tom's eye as he watched the two kits roll into the clearing.

Fogkit looked around, and his eyes finally adjusted to the sunlight. He noticed that Dawnsky, an elder, was sitting with her back to him, tail swishing from side to side enticingly. Fogkit narrowed his eyes and began to crawl stealthily towards the old she-cat's tail. Petalkit noticed what he was doing and began to creep forward behind him. Fogkit was right behind Dawnsky when Petalkit steeped on a branch. It made a crack, and Dawnsky turned her head in the direction of the sound. Oh no, thought Fogkit, she's seen me! But Dawnsky just turned her head back around, acting oblivious. Fogkit thought he heard a purr rumble from the old cat's throat. Well, he thought, at least she hasn't noticed me. Fogkit let out a cry and pounced onto Dawnsky's tail. She let out a dramatic moan, and crumpled to the ground. Petalkit squealed, "Get off our territory, you stinky old RockClan cat!" She lifted her chin triumphantly. Dawnsky rolled onto her back and exposed her belly. "You got me, I'll never challenge such fierce CloudClan warriors again!" She stifled a purr and added, "Now please allow me to get some fresh-kill before you chase me out." She padded towards the fresh-kill pile.

Fogkit happily tussled with Petalkit until he saw Stormtail striding across the clearing towards the exit with a patrol of other warriors. Petalkit struggled free of Fogkit's grasp and sprinted towards her father. "Stormtail!" She squeaked. Fogkit got up and ran over to him as well. Stormtail purred and licked the top of each of their heads. "Hello you two. How's your first day out of the nursery going?" Petalkit answered: "Fine. But we don't know any battle moves, so play fighting isn't very interesting…" She looked up at Stormtail thoughtfully. "Could you teach us some?" Bramblestone called to Stormtail from the group who was with Stormtail, which had now moved to the tunnel leading out of camp. "Coming!" Answered Stormtail. Stormtail licked Petalkit's head again and said, "Sorry Petalkit. I'm going on a hunting patrol. Maybe later, ok?" He purred again and ran towards Bramblestone and the others.

Six moons went way to slowly for Fogkit's liking. He spent most of his days playing with the other kits and watching warriors come back from patrols. He longed to be an apprentice and see the territory.

When he and Petalkit were about three moons old, the queen named Silverflame had three kits, named Littlekit, Mosskit, and Darkkit. This meant that the nursery was way more crowded, especially with Silverflame's mate, Cedarsplash, coming in constantly to either check on the kits, check on Silverflame, or bring fresh-kill. But Fogkit was glad when the kits got a little older, because then He and Petalkit could play with them and he wasn't as bored every day.

Today was the day Fogkit had been looking forward to for six moons. It was almost sunset, and Brightstar stepped out of her den and jumped onto Highrock. Fogkit watched with bated breath. He could see Petalkit a little ways away, and by the looks of it she could barely contain her excitement. She was bouncing up and down.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the Highrock!" Brightstar called out to the Clan. The CloudClan cats streamed out of their dens to hear the leader's words. When everyone was settled, Brightstar beckoned Fogkit and Petalkit forward with her tail. Fernwhisker hastily licked Fogkit's fur so it would lie flat, then moved onto Petalkit. Brightstar waited patiently. Stormtail gazed proudly at his kits, his chest fur puffed out. Fogkit and Petalkit scampered away from Fernwhisker's tongue and towards the Highrock. Fogkit sat dwon below it and glanced at Fernwhisker. Her eyes shone with pride. Fogkit lifted his head to look at Brightstar.

"Fogkit, you are now six moons of age and you are ready to become an apprentice. From this moment on until you become a warrior, you will be known as Fogpaw. Quickstream, you are ready for an apprentice. You will be Fogpaw's mentor. Dawnsky taught you well, and I hope you will share that knowledge with Fogpaw." Fogpaw bounded over to the bluish-gray she-cat and licked her shoulder. Quickstream licked his shoulder back. Fogpaw then turned to see his sister apprenticed.

"Petalkit, you are also six moons of age, and you are old enough to become an apprentice. From this moment until you earn your warrior name, you shall be known as Petalpaw. Your mentor will be Shadefeather. Shadefeather, your former mentor Vineclaw was a wise and loyal warrior, and I hope you will pass your knowledge onto Petalpaw." Petalpaw ran over to Shadefeather, who licked her shoulder, and Petalpaw returned it. Shadefeather puffed out his chest proudly. Wow, Fogpaw thought enviously, Shadefeather was a senior warrior, and one of the most respected cats in the Clan. Petalpaw was lucky to have him as a mentor. Of course, Fogpaw reminded himself, Quickstream was also a great warrior.

That night Petalpaw and Fogpaw slept in the apprentices den, which was nestled under the branches of a weeping willow tree.

"Maybe we'll get to train together!" Petalpaw was meowing excitedly. Fogpaw and her were having a conversation about all the fun they would have as apprentices.

Mistpaw wriggled in her nest, snoring. Ashpaw's head popped up a few tail-lengths away.

"Can't you two be quiet? Some of us are trying to sleep here." He protested.

"Some of us aren't grumpy old parrots." Petalpaw retorted indignantly, but she settled into her nest and swept her tail over her nose. Within a few minutes, she was snoring as loud and Mistpaw. Fogpaw sighed and curled into a ball beside Petalpaw.

I hope you guys liked this chapter, I know not much happened, but I'm working on that. Also please tell me if you would like me to include list of the names of warriors from the other two Clans, RockClan and DesertClan. That would be very helpful. Thanks!