Prologue
Diamondtail felt like an over-stuffed balloon as she waddled toward the gathering. Owlstar gave the signal for the Thunderclan patrol to stop. She could almost see the scents of the other seven clans –Thunderclan, Skyclan, Shadowclan, Riverclan, Windclan, Runeclan and Coalclan, the newest clans in the forest. As they headed down the slope she could hear murmurs of wonder. Owlstar had allowed her to go to the gathering though she was so close to kitting. She cared too much for her neighboring clans. As Swiftstar talked about the new Riverclan apprentices and how they welcomed Coalclan she felt a sharp pain rake her body. The medicine cats immediately came to action. After many painful hours the Windclan medicine cat exclaimed, "Two healthy she-kits!" One was a beautiful silvery grey and the other jet black with tufts of golden fur. "What shall you name them?" Owlstar inquired. "This one," she said as she pointed her muzzle towards the silver kit, "shall be known as Moonkit for the full moon tonight and this one" she pointed to the black kit, "shall be known as Nightkit for the night that shelters us."