Thanks for the character of Longstar!

3-6-20 5:12 PM

The sun raised over the forest slowly. It's golden rays beaming down. Casting a golden light on everything it touched. There was a rustling in the nursery as two kits tumbled out of the nest. Their strill squeals echoing in the old tree.

Their mother sighed, her dark blue orbs blinking open with narrowed pupils. "Keep quiet," she growled. "I'm trying to sleep."

One of the kits scrapped the earth with her paws. "But ma!" The little she-cat whined, before giving a loud squeak as the queen's paw smacked her muzzle.

"I said out!" Darkwater hissed, her eyes narrowing onto Twistkit. "And stay out of trouble, Deformed!"

Ears flattened to his head the small tom nodded. He waited till Whitekit had walked past him before slipping out of the nursery. It was a nice day out, warm and sunny. He could see the rays just coming into the tree's opening, and some of the holes in the roof made it where there was spotlights in camp.

Whitekit had stuck to his side. Her eyes wide with hurt as she stared at her paws. There wasn't a cut on her muzzle, but Darkwater had swatted her. And usually Whitekit wasn't the main focus of the fluffy queens anger, it had always been him.

Wrapping his tail over her shoulders he nodded to the kits play-area. "Do you want to play with the moss-ball? One of the apprentices brought it for us," he padded over to the sandy pit.

It was a large area of sand and dirt. Most of the wood had been rotted away on the top, replaced by brambles and thorns for protection, but sunlight was still let in. There was a small spot of wood that one could sit or lay on, and some rocks placed here and there. Twistkit and Whitekit loved to spend time over at the play-area, mostly because Darkwater kicked them out of the nursery or away from her.

Stumbling over to the sandy pit Twistkit glanced around. The camp had been usually empty since it was the begining of newleaf, and cats were trying to hunt enough prey. But this left them with almost all the space in camp, and they don't have to watch out for the warrior's paws.

Whitekit leaped up, her eyes bright now that they were to the play-area. "Catch!" Her paw wacked the moss-ball towards him. It went flying, just as it went by his head he leaped up and swatted it back.

Okay so thank you for the Ocs! This will only be a one-cat POV, so WaldClan is the main focus in this story. But that doesn't mean that we won't see a few POVs throughout the entire book, and some submitted ocs will be used for those little spots of POV for the other Clans.

Also if anyone has had trouble thinking of powers, use this link and just look at a few.

https/powerlisting./wiki/List_of_Kinetic_Abilities

Hopefully it's help!

3-7-20 7:00 PM