Prologue:

Lightningclaw woke up to the muffled sound of a cat in agonising pain. His first thought was, the kits are coming! He had waited 4 long moons for these kits to come, an overwhelming sense of joy welled up inside him, he was to become a father! Lightningclaw quietly yet quickly sprinted towards the queens den, only to be blocked by Wildpaw, the apprentice of Dawnclan's medicine cat, Jewelswirl. Another agonising wail arose from the moss covered den but this time another calm voice spoke softly, "You must be brave Spiritclaw, these kits aren't going to come out by themselves you know!"

Lightningclaw tried to barge past Wildpaw using brute force but the stubborn apprentice had wedged himself in the entrance and by the look on his face no-cat could persuade him to move his sandy brown paws away from the leaf-littered entrance. "I need to see Spiritclaw, urgently!" mewed Lightningclaw, desperation obviously showing in the tone of his voice.

Wildpaw glared at Lightningclaw "No visitors allowed, until the kits are born, Jewelswirl is too busy."

Lightningclaw glared back at Wildpaw fiercely, obviously the young apprentice had the same irritating stubbornness that his older mentor has too. "Visitor? I am not just a visitor I'm her mate! I demand to see Spiritclaw now!"

Still the young apprentice didn't seem to be bothered that he was being given a direct order from a senior and well respected warrior. "Uh-huh and when I let you in to the tiny den that barely has enough room for two slim cats, let alone a rather large tom and his sky-high ego, what exactly are you going to do to supposedly help Spiritclaw give birth to these kits?"

Anger boiled deep inside Lightningclaw's soul, how dare he speak to him like that! "I could help!"

Wildpaw rolled his eyes at Lightningclaw "What are you going to do, coax them out by annoying them?"

"Maybe I would be able to help if I was actually in the den instead of talking to you, as incredibly interesting as you maybe." Growled Lightningclaw sarcastically, frustration was starting to glint in his eyes.

"Oh and who is supposed to explain to Jewelswirl why you are in there, certainly not me that's for sure." Mewed Wildpaw

At the mention of Jewelswirl, Lightningclaw instantly shut-up, as well-respected as he maybe, Jewelswirl was definitely not a cat he would like to get in an argument with, the silvery she-cat had a barbed tongue sharper than a thorn.

Wildpaw glanced at Lightningclaw triumphantly, the smug apprentice had one the dispute and he knew it.

Lightningclaw had been denied access to his own mate, and now he was left to pace around the empty clearing, the cold chill of leaf-bare biting viciously at his pelt.

Another painful yowl echoed across the protected clearing and then all was silent. Jewelswirl's soothing voice was mewing something but this time her voice was accompanied by another sound, Lightningclaw realised with a start that it was the sound of kits mewling!

Wildpaw signalled with his tail that he could come in. Lightningclaw didn't need to be told twice, he bounded joyfully across the clearing and into the hollowed out den.

Inside the den Lightningclaw spotted Jewelswirl she was standing over a still body. Lightningclaw felt tears begin to build up inside him she couldn't be dead could she?

Jewelswirl noticed the two toms and stepped away from the unmoving body. With a great surge of relief and joy Lightningclaw spotted that his mate's flank was still gently rising and falling, she was alive! Lightningclaw realised that Spiritclaw must just have been extremely tired from the pain of giving birth to their kits.

Jewelswirl spoke quietly "You have two daughters."

A great sense of pride surged through Lightningclaw like a gigantic tsunami wave, he was the father of two healthy and beautiful kits. He noticed that one of the she-cats had sleek black fur like their mother while the other had a silvery, glossy coat like himself.

Finally Spiritclaw's eyes flickered open sleepily. She managed to croak something, "Can we call this one Dawnkit after her beautiful amber eyes?" She pointed to the smaller black kit with blazing amber eyes like dawn.

Lightningclaw gazed fondly at his mate, "As long as we call this one Willowkit." This time Lightningclaw signalled to the sleek, silvery kit with bright and unwavering sky blue eyes.

"Deal." Spiritclaw gasped before laying her small black head onto the soft and comfy moss.

Suddenly Jewelswirl went limp and fell to the ground hitting her hind leg, hard.

Wildpaw skirted around the two new parents in great haste and rushed towards his wise mentor swiftly. "Jewelswirl!" He called out in great fear.

Jewelswirl suddenly took in a great gasping breath and regained consciousness. "Are you ok?" The learning apprentice asked his shocked mentor.

"I am fine I was just given a message from Starclan, no not a message, a Prophecy."

At the mention of a Prophecy all of the cats apart from the squeaking kits pricked their ears in great interest. It was Lightningclaw who spoke first "Well go on what did our warrior ancestors say?"

Jewelswirl seemed to go to a distant planet as she spoke the words Starclan had given her "These kits will be like the stars and the moon without the other they will become out of harmony and create great havoc among the clan, they need the other to control their overwhelming power they will either become the saviours or destroyers of our clan." Suddenly Jewelswirl became less tense and seemed to return to her normal self.

Lightningclaw gazed at her questioningly how could kits be given the responsibility to save or destroy the clan? Surely such great power could not be bestowed on such small and helpless kits?

He tried to convince himself that this Prophecy could be not true but not matter how hard he tried he couldn't shake off the fact that Jewelswirl had never been wrong before…

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