Yes, I am a lazy little girl and didn't add the allegiances this time. Not like you guys care who's in other clans.
Orange tinted where the sky met the earth, melting into a pink, then purple, and finally a rich blue. The sun was almost set, and the moon was already raised in the sky, stars appearing slowly. The air was still, and no creature moved in the chilly night. Eyes flashed through the small clearing, surrounded by a small stream and a few trees. All of them were anxious, awaiting the news. A yowl rang through the air before mewls broke out of a shelter, an abandoned badger set surrounded by ferns. A single pair of eyes blinked worriedly, before the cat rushed through the entrance.
"Dapplefur!" The tom called, his voice glazed with anxiety. Another male rounded on him sharply.
"Hush, Swiftclaw! She's asleep," The medicine cat's voice softened as he continued, "She's fine, and so are all the kits." A breath of relief released itself from the silver tabby, and he switched his gaze to his new family. Dapplefur, tortoiseshell she-cat, dappled with flecks of white, lay suckling two kits. One kit was snow white, and smaller than the other. The other was a sand-colored kit, but its front paws were white. Swiftclaw wondered how the bigger kit got her sandy color, but remembered Dapplefur had a color similar to it on her leg. He was going to just sit and sleep with his mate, but she woke up slowly.
"Swiftclaw…they're beautiful -- and healthy. Are you proud?" She asked, her green eyes glittering with happiness.
"Extremely proud, Dapplefur. I love them, and I love you." The tom purred, happy that the medicine cat – Cypressroot – had left.
"What should we name them?" The question that had been on his mind.
"Sandkit… and…" Swiftclaw gazed at the white one for a bit. Its pelt reminded him of clouds…
"Cloudedkit." He mewed, and his mate purred happily.
"They'll be wonderful. Sandkit and Cloudedkit."
Cypressroot padded towards Hushstar, who was waiting near the center of the camp.
"Well?" She asked softly, worry flickering through her eyes.
"The kits are healthy and strong, but…" The medicine cat shifted his wait silently.
"But what?" The leader urged.
"StarClan sent me a prophecy, and it could have something to do with the kits." He mewed, his voice slightly fearful.
"A prophecy?" Hushstar seemed to only ask questions, agitating Cypressroot slightly. Hushstar was young, and had only recently been made leader, but she was Cypressroot's sister, so he would have to put up with her. He flicked his ear before answering her.
"Shadows can cloud even the clearest skies, but only light can destroy the darkness."
"And you think this has something to do with the new kittens? It seems vague to me…" The RiverClan leader spoke quietly, not questioning the medicine cat, just wondering how he knew. But Cypressroot didn't feel like explaining, his strength wearing out after a long day. Instead he went to his den, collapsing to his mossy nest with a heavy sigh.