Prologue
Rosepelt sat beside Nightfur. The two stared at the new born kits.
"Aren't they just beautiful?" Rosepelt meowed to Nightfur.
"They sure are." He purred.
"I think that one should be Sacredkit." She pointed to the small tortoise-shell she cat with her tail.
"And how about that one," He pointed to the black cat with white paws, "could be Dark-kit?"
"That's perfect. Sacredkit and Dark-kit." Rosepelt purred. The medicine cat smiled.
"Those are some lovely kits." The tabby tom, Woodclaw, spoke.
"Thank you." mewed Rosepelt. "I hope they are great warriors, like their father." Rosepelt turned to Nightfur. He licked his chest fur.
"Now-now. We all know you have excellent warrior skills too." He purred. Sudden shrieks were heard from outside the medicine cat's den.
"Badgers! Badgers!" A cat yowled. Rosepelt trembled.
"Not now! My kits!" She cried.
"Stay here, I'll see what's going on." Nightfur ran outside. When he went out, there were two badgers attacking the cats of ThunderClan.
"Nightfur! Help us!" Yowled the leader, Goldstar. Nightfur nodded and jumped into the battle. But soon, he found out it wasn't just two badgers, but four. He lunged at one and sank his claws into it's shoulders. It tried to bite the dark cat, but failed. Soon another cat lunged on the same badger and made a deep gash on it's side. Nightfur looked up to see Bluenose. The silver she-cat gave him a nod and they went back into the battle.
Nightfur felt a deep pain come in on his back. A badger! He spun around and the badger lost it's balance. He attacked it, and it yelped in pain. He went to go help his other clan mates. He turned to see Brackentail struggling to fight off a badger. He ran to go help the tabby warrior.
"Thanks." He meowed.
"Anytime. I think that's it." Nightfur mewed. The badgers had fled. Suddenly Brackentail had sadness in his eyes. Nightfur turned to see Morningpaw, his daughter, on the ground. She was alive, but he guessed not for very long. A large gash was on her side. Brackentail lowered his head.
"No… not my sweet Morningpaw…" He meowed.
"I'll go get Woodclaw." Nightfur ran off to the medicine cat.
"Hurry! We need Morningpaw fixed! She has a large gash." He reported.
"I'll be right on it." Woodclaw dashed out to check the pearl colored she-cat. But his eyes grieved. It was obvious this cat wasn't going to make it. He shut his eyes.
"I'll do what I can, but…" He trailed off. Bluenose lowered her head too. Morningpaw was her apprentice. The two got along well. She was like her mother, since the true mother died. Bluenose touched noses with Morningpaw.
"Please, don't leave us…" She mewed.
"Mother…" Morningpaw croaked. "Mother… do I need to tell him…?" She asked. The cats looked at her curiously. Morningpaw coughed but turned to Nightfur and spoke in a voice where only he could hear her.
"My mother says… two kits… of two cats will need to save the clans… one kit will be dark… the other light…" She choked. Nightfur's stomach sunk. He knew exactly what this meant. Sacredkit and Darkkit. The cats grieved as Morningpaw took her last few breaths.