PROLOGUE
The creamy-ginger she-cat was scraping some soil of the burdock root her apprentice had just collected. She muttered. "I need to tell Cinderpaw how to get burdock root out of the ground without bringing all this soil with her!
Then a dark gray she-cat burst into the den, making herbs fall out as she passed by and she ran in. The ginger she-cat yowled. "Cloudberry!" Then when she saw the fear in the she-cat's eyes, this was serious. Cloudberry gasped. "Sandpelt! Blueflower's kits, they are coming!"
Forgetting about the burdock root, she grabbed some herbs including clean burdock roots and ran into the nursery. There was only two queens and they were both expecting.
There were wails, coming from the queen as spasms entered her body.
Sandpelt sped over. "Blueflower." She gasped. The queen made an eerie wail which seemed to last for a moon... or more. Without doing anything, the queen made a massive shudder as two kits at the same time plopped at the ground. Blueflower whispered. "Their names are Robinkit and Wrenkit... Tell... Reedfoot... I love him." The blue-gray she-cat gave a massive shudder and her blue eyes closed, Sandpelt knew she'd close them forever in the real world. "Cinderpaw." Sandpelt rasped, no energy. "Tell Reedfoot about the news."
The dark gray she-cat stumbled out of the den. A few seconds later, there was a screech of grief. A brown tabby tom burst into the den and nuzzled the blue-gray dead queen. Sandpelt meowed gently. "She's with StarClan now." Surprisingly, the brown tabby tom's head blazed up, yellow eyes glazed with fury. "It's your fault she died!" He snarled. Then his gaze softened into grief. "I-I'm sorry. I should have blamed myself..." Sandpelt nuzzled him.
Then a choking sound came from her as she stared at the two kits. Robinkit and Wrenkit! The prophesy she recieved from StarClan, was 'The Wren and Robin will take flight and they will bring strong power to the Clan of Water.'
Whatever happened, these kits will bring definite power to RiverClan.