"Oooof," was all Darkpaw could say. He rubbed his ribs. "I'm ok I think."Softpaw stared at Gingerpaw, but her eyes were distant. "Yeah, I guess," she murmured, deep in thought.
(A teenage cat (apprentice) would be between 6-18 moons/months.)
(How does Wispcloud not notice his eye being torn out?!)
(Is his name Jarren or Darren? XD)
(I believe Stormykit is your only female.)
Softpaw ran into the den just in time to see Emberfeather wake up. "What happened? Why is there blood on your throat?!"
(Why so many? We should probably only skip 1 moon (if any) at the most.)
Nightpaw was being antisocial somewhere and didn't hear.
Softpaw appeared out of nowhere, crashing into Darkpaw. "What about a secret?" She asked loudly.