A/U: Well, here is the epilogue. Just in case people may have missed it in my other author's note, I will be playing Pokemon White for most of next week. Which means I won't be posting the next book until Friday or Saturday. Thanks to those who have kept up with the story, and I can't believe I reached as many reviews as I did! You all get...Snowkit plushies!

Epilogue

Snow fell heavily down the gorge. Cats milled about as a queen gave birth during the night. A large ginger tom stood near a smooth rock, looking into a large cave with worried amber eyes. The sharp cry of a wail broke the eerie silence that had fallen among them.

"It sounds like she's in pain," murmured an elderly black and white tom.

"She'll be fine," the ginger tom snapped. "Ravenwing said that it would be difficult the first time."

"It's okay Flamespeckle," mewed a tortoiseshell she-cat. "I've done it plenty of times and it always hurts."

The ginger tom nodded curtly to the older she-cat. His respect towards her had grown over the last few moons when she saved a bundle of kits from a passing fox. The tortoiseshell known as Cherrytail had many of her own daughters and sons within the Clan. Not surprisingly, he was one of them.

A pale gray and white queen emerged from the nursery with proud looking eyes as the wail subsided. "The first one has arrived," she announced.

"Thanks for telling us, Creekfeather," Flamespeckle meowed as she dipped her head.

He rolled his eyes as she disappeared back into the nursery. Creekfeather had always been a bit lightheaded. For some reason she always did things at the wrong time. Like this instant. Now that he knew the first one had arrived, his anxiety would grow.

The Clan had settled down after silence fell upon them once more. A dark brown tabby tom with a gray muzzle stood beside a broad shouldered ginger and white tom. Flamespeckle had known these cats for his entire life. Sparrowstar and Bouncefire.

Sparrowstar had served the Clan for many seasons, while Bouncefire was his deputy. Most of the Clan had been shocked when Sparrowstar named Bouncefire as the new deputy of SkyClan. But after a few moons of serving the Clan he had proved to be a fine asset to it.

It felt like seasons had passed before Ravenwing emerged from the nursery. His gray muzzle peered out of the den, making Flamespeckle look over his shoulder in surprise.

"Her kits have arrived," he announced. "You may see her if you want."

Flamespeckle wasted no time in barreling past a long-legged light brown tabby. He hissed in irritation as Flamespeckle ducked his head.

The darkness of the nursery quickly swallowed him. It took Flamespeckle a few heartbeats to adjust with the darkness. When his vision cleared, he spotted the familiar pelt of his mate. She was a lean looking gray and white she-cat, with gentle looking blue eyes.

It was her blue eyes that always seemed to drain away any frustration Flamespeckle would carry. She was caring and affectionate towards him. Her different ways of treating him had always attracted the ginger warrior. And the results of that attraction were nuzzling at her belly.

Two tiny kits wriggled around, searching for milk. Their mewling made Flamespeckle's shoulders sag. He couldn't feel more proud as he watched them. One was ginger with gray flecks around its hide. The other was ginger and white, with a single gray ear.

"They're beautiful," he managed to say as he leaned forward to nuzzle her.

"They look like us," she purred. She couldn't hide the pride that filled her voice. Creekfeather looked on with a hint of jealousy in her eyes. "Shall we name them?" she asked after her tail had wrapped around his.

When he nodded, Flamespeckle began to mull over different names that would suit SkyClan. His own name had come from his ginger dappled pelt. Cherrytail had always told him that it reminded her of a flickering flame. Originally she wanted to name him Flickerkit, but Sharpclaw had discarded the idea immediately.

"Why don't we name the gray and ginger one Sablekit," he suggested.

His mate looked at Sablekit and nodded with gleaming blue eyes. "And the ginger and white one can be Snowkit," she added after pointing her tail towards her daughter.

"Sablekit and Snowkit," Flamespeckle murmured. "Welcome to SkyClan."

After nuzzling his mate once more and listening to Creekfeather's complaints, he left the two to themselves. Ravenwing was sitting outside of the nursery. His yellow eyes were dark with worry as Flamespeckle passed him.

"Did you notice...anything unusual about them?" he asked.

"No," Flamespeckle replied. When he looked at the medicine cat in confusion, Ravenwing looked startled.

"I think...that there is something different about your kits," he meowed after a while. "I must consult with StarClan about this.

Flamespeckle lashed his tail as Ravenwing left him. There was nothing wrong with his kits. They were both perfectly normal, and that was final. Flamespeckle would make sure that nothing dangerous ever happened to his kits. They would lead a happy, normal life like him. Like they deserved to live.

A/U: So what did you think? I know it was a bit short, but I wasn't sure what else to add. Sablekit and Snowkit will both have a chapter together. So it'll be cut off in each of their chapters. The Marked will still have their own chapters, so don't worry about that. Please remember to review!