I'm really bad with Titles:)

[Mossheart]

Mosspaw sighed in frustration. She wanted to be a warrior so much and it seemed like she had been an apprentice forever. Most of her friends were warriors already and there weren't very many new apprentices coming in. She splayed onto her belly in her nest, sighing again just to watch the moss move under her breath. Being a warrior would mean fighting and hunting and exploring but for the meantime Mosspaw was mentorless and bored. Now that she thought about it, she had only ever been around fighting once when she was a kit and Fireclan and Rockclan were at war. She shrugged to herself. Suddenly a rustling sound in the corner of the den made Mosspaw sit upright. She scanned the darkness with her emerald green eyes "Who's there?"

[Skye]

Skye trotted into camp with a bundle of moss in her jaws. Finding a nice spot near the middle, she lay her bundle down and made a satisfactory noise. It was dark outside and Skye started to get comfortable in her nest. She breathed deeply and made note of the sweaty smell instead of the milky smell of the nursery. She heard a soft mew and Skye pricked her ears. The red she cat walked towards the noise and she smiled at the calico.

"Oh, hi! I didnt wake you did I?" Skye asked giving a friendly smile.