Prolog
Rain pattered down onto the the top of the nursery. A screech emitted from the entrance. "Help me…" Her meow was barely a whisper. "There's nothing I can do now, She's in the paws of Starclan." Moonclaw convulsed for a final time and a large dark striped tabby came out. "I name him Darkkit" She mummered. Then her head dipped and her eyes faded. But then a white kit came out. "Is it alive?" "Yes! Quick lick it!" Once the sac was open the kit started to meow for its mother. "Do we have a nursing queen?" "Yes, Cloverflight is expecting kits soon." "What should we name the kit?" "How about… Sunkit." "Perfect."
