A yowl erupted from within the nursery and all of JungleClan gathered around the small entrance to the den where kits were born. A beautiful slender white she-cat with green eyes stepped forward from the crowd and all the cats shuffled back to give her room. But before she could speak, a light orange tom with darker orange paws and patches padded out of the nursery followed by a calico she-cat with amber eyes. In both of the cat’s eyes there was undisguised shock.“What is wrong Flamecloud?” the white she-cat inquired, looking at the ginger tom.“Flowerstar. May I speak with you in your den?” the tom asked, ignoring the question. Flowerstar, the white she-cat nodded, motioning to the calico she-cat. She hesitated then called, “Darkfur? Come.” A dark grey tom with black stripes along his back and blue eyes stepped forward from the crowd and followed Flowerstar to her den, a small opening below a large boulder
Inside Flowerstar’s den, the she-cat settled herself in her nest while the others found places to sit beside her. She then turned to Flamecloud.“Speak.” She demanded.
Flamecloud hesitated, shuffling his paws on the sandy ground.He then said, “Birdflight’s kits were just born, as you know. And the kits…well the kits were born with wings.”Flowerstar’s emerald eyes widened, and then she turned to the calico.“What about you, Dappledleaf? Do you have anything to say?”Dappledleaf, the calico, took a deep breath, and then meowed softly, “Yes what Flamecloud speaks is the truth. The kits were born with wings. I have to wait until night for Silverpelt to shine and tell me the destinies of these kits. But they are strong and healthy kits.”Flowerstar dipped her head and turned to her deputy, “Have you got the patrols organized?”Darkfur nodded “Flamecloud, Moonstrike and Owlpaw for the night patrol.”“Good. You may all leave now.” Flowerstar dismissed them with a flick of her tail.