Do I need to make a character sheet for Leafmists mate and kit?

Ok, here's her mate's sheet:

Name: Mudstripe

Rank: Warrior

Age: 12 moons

Appearnace: Dark brown glossy fur, with a golden stripe down his spine to the tip of his tail, blue eyes

Personality: Kind, caring, yet kinda spunky and mischevious

Here's her kit: (If I can have one)

Name: Goldkit

Rank: Kit (duh)

Age: 3 moons

Appearance: Glossy golden fur, blue eyes

Personality: Bubbly, happy, outgoing 

If her kit is three moons, does that mean that Leafmist should still be living in the nursery? 

Ok! Thanks Wren! Then maybe just pretend that the last post that I posted didn't exist. Because in that she was living in the warriors den. Ok, here's my ACTUAL post.. =)

Leafmist~

My kit had been missing for almost seven sunfalls(is that what they say to mean a week?)

Even though he was gone, I refused to stop living in the nursery. He might come back. Mudstripe and I were worried sick. I couldn't go on like this. I HAD to find him. Making sure no cat was watching, I slipped out of camp and into the forest. Maybe I would catch a glimpse of his golden fur. I missed Goldkit. He was my favorite cat, next to Mudstripe. Oh, Mudstripe. He was so sweet, worried about our only kit. Goldkit had had a sister, but she died. Even Moonshadow couldn't figure out why she did though. I wandered through the forest, lost in thought. I thought I saw a flash of golden fur. Following it, I ran through the forest. I knew it was a cat. As soon as it heard me, it ran. I followed it until the cat got tired. I walked closer and closer toward it until I could see it's face. I sucked in my breath. It was Goldkit. He was tired, skinny, and dirty. Tears in my eyes, i ran toward him and started to lick his fur. "Where did you go?!" I said through my teeth as I continued to lick him. "I went out of camp to explore, and some dogs started chasing me. I ran and ran and raan until I lost the dogs, but then I couldn't find my way home." Goldkit started to cry. "Let's take you home" I said as i scooped him up in my mouth and put him on my back. I walked home slowly, almost overcome by relief. Goldkit was safe. Thank StarClan. I entered camp with Goldkit on my back. Mudstripe was the first to see me and came rushing over. "Where- How-" I smiled. "Maybe he should tell you..." 

They use the term 'moonhigh's' so it would be something like: Goldkit has been missing for seven moonhigh's.

I thought one moon meant one month.

Okay, cool! Thanks Wren for sorting out this mess!  :-)

I've come to a conclusion. I'm going to drop an RP that I made that's going nowhere and continue with this one.

Mercury~

I stand guard while the Clan cats come forward to meet us. They seem okay, not hostile, but I'm going to see how long that lasts. The one cat, Thrushwing, seems a little rude, but I suppose she's just not used to us yet. The younger cats group around Titanium and start asking him questions about himself. He looks a little uncomfortable, but gets more relaxed as time goes by. A beige cat with green eyes and white paws pads up onto a high rock and calls, "All cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here!" The clan begins moving to the rock and gathers in a half circle around it. "These rogues have come to us, claiming that they received a vision of us. We must take a vote to decide whether they stay."

Coconut the dog? Are you there? Will you ever post out can I make up what Blossomstar says?

Night~

The kits are still alive! I, being a worrier, thought something horrible would happen last night. But here they are, safe and sound! I'm filled with happiness! I never thought I'd be this happy after Oak's death, but it's almost as if I can see Oak looking back at me through Oakkit's eyes.

Here in the clans they have two-part names. I wonder if I'll ever get used to saying 'kit' and 'paw' and river-wing-foot-tail-step-fall-pool-star' after every cat's name. Even worse, I haven't been able to gain their trust at all since coming here, and a rogue always knows not to stay with dangerous cats. But... I'm not a rogue anymore! So, I'll just have to get used to all these cats sleeping less than a few fox-lengths from me. At least I know this is where I belong; the StarClan cat that visited me definitely convinced me. I wonder when I'll move into the nursery... the queens in there look really friendly. 

Shadowfire~

I trot into camp and see Sandstar with her back to the entrance, talking to Falconheart. I trod over and sit down next to her.

"We need to talk." She gives an apologetic look to Falconheart, and he moves away, not wanting to get caught up in this. She glances back at me.

"What's the problem, Shadowfire?"

"I know things have been very exciting with... I don't even know, things. But have you forgotten the dogs? The wolves?" Sandstar blinks, as if just waking up from a nightmare.

"Starclan! You're right! I... have sort of forgotten." Then she frowned. "Hey, wait, where were you?" I sigh.

"At the Mooncrystal, but that's not important. We need to fight these dogs." Sandstar stares at her paws.

"Are you sure they're even still here? How do you know we need to? I mean, they haven't been causing any trouble." I straighten.

"I'll go check." With that I turn, not paying any attention to her shouts of protest as I make my leave.

An hour later, I creep through the forest, my fur puffed up. I don't mean to be this conspicuious, but I can't stop thinking about what happened last time. Still, I have too convince Sandstar that we need to fight these dogs. Tonight is Fullmoon, so we'll be gathering at the Firerocks. I stiffen, seeing the wolves. They're huddled around something, their noses down, but I can't see what. Then they move away, and I feel sick. It's the body of a rogue. They killed him just for fun! I turn and creep back to camp, my appetite vanished.