I decided to do Forsight another day. I am doing one shots of warrior cat, and OC, deaths! I'm not the first one to do this though. Here is Mosskit!

Also, I need OC's, form at bottom. Finally, I will usually do one canon and one OC.

Mosskit

Mossykit bounded after Bluefur, her eyes wide with curiosity. Her mother said they were playing a game and they had to escape ShadowClan. So she, Mistykit and Stonekit followed along. By the snow was swirling around us and I was freezing.

"Can we stop playing now?" Mosskit heard Mistykit beg.

"We are nearly there." Came Bluefur's reply.

Nearly where? Mosskit shivered. She couldn't feel her paws. Stonekit looked like he was about to fall asleep any moment.

"This game's no fun anymore." He scowled. Mossykit silently agreed.

"Lets have a rest." Sighed Bluefur, Mosskit could tell she wanted to get to somewhere quickly, but where?

Mistykit and Stonekit lay together and I padded along throuh the thick snow to get to them. I never did reach them.

The cold gnawed at me and I fell into the freezing snow. I struggled to get up, but I was cold.

"Mosskit!" Bluefur rushed over.

Mistykit and Stonekit looked at her with sleepy, scared eyes.

Mosskit felt her eyelids droop and she was lost, lost to the snow that lay all around her.

Suddenly, she awoke, to a soft voice that broke away the cold.

Mosskit recognised the cat immediately. It was Snowfur, Bluefur's sister who died a few moons ago. But why was she here?

"Welcome to StarClan little one." Her voice was softer than all the feathers in the four Clans, and Mosskit felt calmer.

She had millions of questions, but without a sound, the grey and white kit followed the starry white warrior to the stars.

Softpaw

"Go get some herbs please." Meowed Firpelt, her mentor.

"What?" Softpaw wasn't really listening. She was thinking about a dream she had about a half moon ago. It showed her and a patch of ice. She wanted to figure it out for herself before telling Firpelt.

"Go get herbs, catmint will be handy, I have a feeling SandyClan is vulnerable to green-cough." Firpelt sighed.

"Oh, uh, sorry." Softpaw rushed out. Overhead, the icicles rattled. When they bashed into each other, they made a gentle tinkling sound and Softpaw was mesmerized. Oh, I forgot, we need catmint. She tried to remember everything they were low on, Catmint, Feverfew, Marigold. She made a list in her mind.

Hurrying along, Softpaw couldn't hear the birds, or the ice. She was focused on her clan. She never even noticed the cracking of ice.

She noticed a large icicle start to break at the tip. Then there was a crack and it came tumbling down.

Softpaw opened her jaws and screamed for help that never arrived. The icicle plunged down, into her spine.

The last thing she recalled seeing, was the other icicles crashing down on her face. Then everything was black.

She opened her eyes again, nervous. Wait a moment! She saw a smaller cat looking up at her.

"Smallpaw!" She ran over and touched noses with her deseased brother. He had died the night of their ceremony, when ClawClan invaded during the night.

"I missed you sister." He purred. "Now you must join me in StarClan."

Nodding with excitement, Softpaw and Smallpaw padded off to the stars. This was her home now.

Should I do Smallpaw's death on the next chapter? And here is the form. I will do Softpaw's form as a template.

Name~Softpaw

Age~9 moons

Appearance~A long furred silver tabby with blue eyes

Rank~Medicine Cat apprentice

Kin(That you want to appear)~Smallpaw

Personality~Kind, bouncy, gets lost in thoughts

Cause Of death~Icicles plunging into spine.

You can do a separate one for the family if you want. Byee.