Now for my OC Blackfire. Hope you enjoy!

A little red furred pup watched in awe as the Fighters strode into camp from their patrol. Her brown eyes sparkled with admiration as she watched the large dogs talk about their patrol. She dreamed of one day being a part of that patrol and keeping the territory and the pack safe. She turned to her father a Shiba Inu named Cedartail and spoke in an excited tone.

"Papa! Papa!"

"What is is?" He asked her with an amused expression watching his daughter bounce around with her little tail wagging vigorously.

"I wanna be a Fighter when I get big!" She said and her father's face grew stern and slightly sad.

"Blackpup this family has been Hunters for generations." Cedartail started to say and Blackpup paused.

"I know Papa! But I wanna be a fighter!" She said and snapped her jaws shut when her father locked her in the stare he usually gave her when she was out of line.

"Blackpup you can't be a Fighter. You are too small." He said sternly.

"Nuh uh! I am the biggest pup! I am bigger then Sagepup and Brackenpup!" Blackpup protested her father shook his head.

"Blackpup the position of Fighter is for Dogs who are big and strong. We aren't built for that job. We are hunters. Your mother is a hunter, I am a hunter and that's how it has been for generations. You can't be a Fighter." Cedartail said sternly.

"I can! I will show you!" Blackpup said with a determined look.

"No Blackpup. You can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I said you can't! You will be a hunter!" Her father snapped making Blackpup shrink away from him. Cedartail sighed and his eyes softened as he looked at his daughter.

"I am sorry Blackpup you just can't." He said softly as he gently nudged her back towards the nursery. Blackpup glanced back at the fighters with a longing expression before she followed her father back into the nursery.

A red furred she dog awoke shaking out her black speckled pelt pelt as she blinked away the drowsiness. She bit back the urge to cry at the dream. I haven't dreamed about them in years...why now? She thought as she got to her paws and padded out of the Fighter's den almost snarling when she saw her littermates. She decided she could eat after they had left and her ears perked when the second in command called to her and put her on a patrol. I'll eat later. They should be gone by then. She thought as she joined her patrol and trotted out of camp. Her mind was still on her dream and it made her snappier then usual. The forest did nothing to soothe her either and when they returned to camp she immediately grabbed herself some prey and settled down to eat in peace. She didn't have any friends which didn't bother her as she had grown accustomed to being on her own. Another memory came to her mind and the she dog pushed it down. Why in the name of Skypack am I so nostalgic today. Just leave me alone will you. She thought with an angry growl that had her packmates staring at her. She huffed her pelt flushing in embarrassment as she ate the rest of her meal rather quickly. When night came and her last patrol ended she retired to her nest with a yawn. Hopefully I don't have anymore of those dreams. She thought as she allowed sleep to take her.

Blackpup watched the Fighter apprentice's practicing her eyes showed her longing to be one of them.

"Blackpup! Come play! We are practicing hunting this Moss!" Her brother called and Blackpup reluctantly turned her head to look at him.

"Okay!" She said reluctantly as she trotted over to her brother and sister. She trotted over to the moss and instead of pouncing on it like her siblings she rushed it and attacked it like she had seen the fighter apprentices do. She slammed into the moss and tumbled with it growling as she bit at it.

"Blackpup!" Came the sharp bark of her mother which made her flinch as she released the Moss and looked over at the female shiba inu.

"Yes Mama?" She answered hesitantly knowing by the tone in her voice that her mother was displeased.

"Where did you learn that?" She asked sternly as she stood over her pup.

"From watching the apprentices..." Blackpup admitted as she looked at her paws.

"How many times do you have to be told! You can't be a fighter!" Her mother shouted and Blackpup cowered.

Suddenly the scene changed and she was standing before Sablestar and Nightstrike. She remembered the scene well and it felt like she was there all over again. She was young and full of hope back then.

"Please please let me be a Fighter. You won't regret it I promise." She begged the two with a hopeful expression.

"You know your parents won't be happy Blackpaw." Sablestar warned as she looked down at the smaller dog.

"I know...but I have to follow my own path." She said and after sharing a few words with her Second in command Sablestar relented and Blackpaw felt a rush of relief and joy. She was following her dreams just like she wanted to. When she stood before her parents after the announcement they were clearly livid. But they said nothing and only walked away with a look of disappointment in their eyes. It was like someone hit fast forward through her days of training but would hit pause whenever she saw the look of pity on her family's faces whenever they saw her struggling with something or every fight with her parents over her choice to be a fighter. Then everything stopped and she was back on that day where her world seemed to come apart. She was back from her first patrol as a Fighter and when she looked at the center of the clearing her heart stopped. There in limp heaps laid both her mother and father.

"No..." She whimpered as she shot across the camp towards them. Her littermates were already there with their faces buried in their parent's pelts. They didn't look at her as she collapsed next to them her eyes wide and brimming with tears. Grief crashed over her as she stared at the bodies. It was at that moment she swore her parent's scents surrounded her.

"Oh Blackfire...don't cry. We are so proud of you. Keep following your dreams." She swore she heard her mother say before her mother's scent faded.

"Keep fighting for what you believe in." She swore she heard her father say before his scent left her as well. No...Don't say that now...not when you are gone...not when I can't see you anymore...please. Come back...it's too soon...Blackfire thought as a whimper left her throat catching the attention of her sister who was nearest.

"Why are you sad? You never cared for them." Her sister snarled her eyes hostile yet pained. Blackfire looked at her sister bewildered and her heart clenched.

"I loved them..." She started to say but her sister cut her off.

"If you had loved them then you wouldn't have become a barbaric fighter!" Her sister snapped and Blackfire flinched.

"Sageshadow..." Her brother spoke up from beside her sister but her snarl cut him off.

"No Brackenfoot she needs to hear this! You need to grow up Blackfire! You can't be stuck in your stupid childish fantasy all your life!" Sageshadow snapped and Blackfire's hackles raised the larger female rising to her full height and locking her sister in a cold glare.

"You think this is a game to me? Do you know how hard I worked for this? How hard it was for me?" Blackfire said in a low tone her eyes burned with rage and hurt.

"I don't care! Just grow up and become a Hunter! That's what you belong doing! You don't belong with those...those Fighters! We are adults now Blackfire! Stop living in a fantasy and just do what Mama and Papa wanted! Especially now that they are gone!" Sageshadow snarled and Blackfire bared her teeth.

"I don't need to hear this from you! You don't know anything about how I feel Sageshadow! You have just been off in your own little world! And you too Brackenfoot! You both want to disrespect our parents by arguing and attacking me while we should be holding a vigil for them? Well then I don't have any littermates! They died with my parents!" Blackfire snarled as she walked to the otherside of the bodies and laid down fury boiling in her veins. She ignored her sister as she shouted at her and just focused on mourning her parents.

She woke up snarling in a fury startling her packmates around her.

"Sorry." She grumbled as she stepped out of the den. She looked up at the night sky thinking back on all her memories of her parents. She knew they probably hated seeing their pups at odd like this. But she was angry and hurt that her littermates would say such things to her. She bared her teeth and spent the night staring at the sky and thinking till she finally fell asleep again curled up outside.

Fin.