Hello people of ;3

Feel free to request your character. Just know that I will not accept anything with 'dream' in it. Dreams are held in high regard in warriors... So anything with 'dream' is an instant Mary Sue, sorry guys :/ I don't mean to offend you, but think deeply about it.

I will try to work your guys' characters into the story. Maybe as a kit or a loner or something.

I will accept 5. So, please put your OC's in the review! Thank you. Review's really mean a lot to me!

"Mosskit..." Ravenkit mewed, pawing at Mosskit. "Mosskit. Wake up! We're apprentices today!"

Mosskit groaned. It was really dark out. "Why are you waking me up at moonhigh?" She said groggily, laying her head back down.

"It's not," Came another voice- her father's- Brambleheart. Dapplepelt, Mosskit's mother stirred. "It's sunrise." Brambleheart said.

"Sunrise!" Mosskit said incredulously. "I don't see the sun?" She peered out into the sky, still dark. It wasn't cloudy at all, and the moon or sun wasn't visible. Mosskit shivered.

Ravenkit piped up; "Remember, it's been really dark lately?" Mosskit noddded slowly.

"I guess," She blinked, and stood up. She stretched her legs, and flicked her tail. Cloverstar already sat on the Highstone. Mosskit scrambled towards the Highstone-

"Not so fast," Dapplepelt said, dragging Mosskit back. She rasped her tongue over a grumpy Mosskit, before letting her back down. Mosskit grumbled; "I can wash myself," Before bolting off and sitting below the Highstone. She stood as strait as she could, puffing out her chest. Ravenkit sat next to her.

"Let all cat's old enough to catch prey join me beneath the Highstone!" Cloverstar yowled, as the cats assembled. "Mosskit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Mosspaw. Your mentor will be Cloudpelt. I hope Cloudpelt will pass down all she knows on to you." Mosspaw quivered with exitement, bounding over to Cloudpelt. They touched noses, and Mosspaw sat, rigid, next to Cloudpelt as they watched Ravenkit get apprenticed.

Ravenpaw glanced at the sky, then followed his mentor away. Mosspaw turned to Cloudpelt.

"So, what are we doing today?" She asked, excitedly.

Cloudpelt purred. "I'm surprised you didn't ask sooner."

"So- what are we doing?" Mosspaw asked again, bouncing.

"I thought we could practice stalking."

"Yay!" Mosspaw squeaked, and followed Cloudpelt to the exit of the camp. They continued until they reached a clearing, surrounded in bushes, and thick trees. Mosspaw padded to the edge of the clearing.

"This is the training clearing, it's very soft- for battle training. It's also good for any other type of training. This is also where you will come to gather moss." Cloudpelt explained, padding into the clearing. Her paws sunk into the dry moss.

"Cool!" Mosspaw said, rolling in the moss.

"You look a kit!" Said Cloudpelt with amusement glinting in her eyes. "Here, watch this." Cloudpelt dropped into a flawless hunter's crouch, and crept forward slowly before pouncing on a clump of ferns. "Now you try it!" Mosspaw got into an untidy hunter's crouch. Cloudpelt padded over to her.

"Lower your tail a little bit- that's it." Cloudpelt suggested. "And pull in your hind legs- they are what powers your jump." Mosspaw pulled in her hind legs.

"Perfect." Cloudpelt comented, smiling. "Now try creeping forward." Mosspaw placed a paw in front of the other, slowly pulling herself forward.

"Great job!" Cloudpelt said, "Now can you try that on actual prey?"

"I can scent a squirrel close by!" Mosspaw observed, and followed the scent to a clump of brambles. Mosspaw lowered herself into a crouch. She slunk forward and... crack. Her paw fell heavily on a twig, which snapped. The squirrel disappeared into a tree.

"Nice try," Cloudpelt emerged from the brambles. "Just remember, always check where you place you paws. Leaf-fall is awful, because all the dead leaves crunch!" Mosspaw nodded.

"Can I try again?" She said hopefully. Mosspaw glanced back up at the sky. It was supposed to be sun-high... but it was still dark. Where has the sun gone? And shouldn't we see the stars if it;s this dark? She thought nervously.

"Of course," Mewed the light colored she cat. "And then tomorrow I will teach you to catch fish. Tidalclan's diet is a balance of woodland prey and fish, as you know."

Mosspaw padded into the trees. She tasted the air. There was two fresh scents- mouse and vole. She liked voles better, so she creeped towarads the vole scent. She spotted the vole, who was devouring a large nut less than two tail lengths away. Wriggling her haunches- she pounced! Her paws landed squarely on its back, crushing it's spine. She nipped it's neck, killing it instantly. She held up the prey for Cloudpelt to see. Her mouth watered as it's body hung in her mouth...

"Great job!" Cloudpelt rushed up to her. "You get first pick on fresh-kill tonight!" Mosspaw grinned.

After Mosspaw caught two mice, and one shrew, they headed back to camp.

"Brilliant catch, Mosspaw." Cloudpelt added, as they padded into camp, and dropping the prey on the fresh-kill pile. "On my first day as an apprentice I caught a bunch of moss for the elders." Cloudpelt smiled, as Mosspaw giggled;

"Did you catch anything when you started hunting?"

"An old, scrawny vole that was dying of age." Cloudpelt grimaced good naturedly. "But then I learned how to hunt better, and soon I was catching big trout and fat mice!"

Mosspaw's mouth watered as she thought of fresh fish. Tidalclan is lucky that they have two sources of food... thought Mosspaw.

"Are we going to do anything else today?" She asked hopefully, following Cloudpelt closer to the warriors den.

"No," apologized Cloudpelt, "Get some rest and food. It's not like you can tell night from day anymore, anyways."

"Okay." Mosspaw agreed, and hurried off to the fresh-kill pile, where Ravenpaw was examining the prey. He selected the vole Mosspaw had caught earlier.

"Pretty nice vole I caught, huh?" She said, puffing out her chest.

"Er.. yeah." Ravenpaw said, and started devouring the prey. "I caught that little salmon right there. And the trout next to it. If you couldn't tell, I learned to fish today!" He pointed with his tail to a few fish on the edge of the fresh-kill pile. She took the trout he had caught, and settled down next to him.

"We can eat the prey each other caught!" She said, giving her brother a nudge. But Ravenpaw was too busy stuffing his face full of vole.

"Oh sorry," He mumbled, his voice sounding distorted- due to his mouth being full of prey. "Fishing is harder work than you would think."

Yeah right, thought Mosspaw, Ravenpaw's always just liked food. She chuckled, as Ravenpaw finished the vole, licking the remaining meat from the bones. Mosspaw tore into the fresh fish. The sweet tang of the trout was delicious.

"Can I have a bite?" Ravenpaw asked, his eyes sparkling with hope. Mosspaw glared at him, wolfing down the rest of the fish.

"I take that as a no..." He said, padding off to the apprentices den. Mosspaw finished her prey quickly, skipping sharing tongues. She was tired, and her muscles ached from the strain of the day's work. After sitting around for 6 moons straight, the work that day had been something a lot different.

She found a nest nex to her brother and closed her eyes. She was about to fall asleep, when she thought she heard something hiss in her ear; darkness on wings.