The Blind and Silent Ones | A warriors fanfic

Prolouge

Rain splashed against the leaves and left the sound of the pats.
Pitter patter, pitter patter, pitter patter and so on.
A ginger she cat with blazing green eyes and a white paw sat next to a she cat with sandy tabby stripes and a pale, sunset orange coat. The ginger she cat lowered her head only to prick her ears when soft meows came from the nursery. A dark ginger tom with Amber eyes and a white tail tip poked his head out of the nursery, calling Jayfeather. The blind gray healer's ears pricked up and he followed the tom. A dark brown tom with dark blue eyes and a scar on his left hind leg paces the clearing, clearly showing worry for what was happening on the inside of the nursery. The rain began to ease and a tabby elder with half cloudy amber eyes rose her head up to the gray skies. "Pray to Starclan that the kits are alright." The elder said. The ginger she cat walked over to sit by the elder, "Do not worry Leafpool, Spottedheart has Jayfeather and Alderheart. You have taught them well, and they are lucky to have you as a mentor." Leafpool had retired to the elders den early due to a fatal accident from a storm that had crippled her left ear and right hind leg. Leafpool had argue to let her continue her duties but, The ginger leader had talked to her and Leafpool realized that she was right. Leafpool' crippled ear now was flopped over and no matter how long the tabby would try to keep it upright, the ear would flip down again. Leafpool sighed, "I hope your right Squirrelstar." The leader nodded once again and remembered her mate's death. Bramblestar was trying to help Windclan after a fire raged through their land, and was taken by the scorching flames. Squirrelstar remembered it all as if it was yesterday, but Firestar would've wanted that. Firestar was good friends, you could mistaken them for brothers or kin for they were so close. Squirrelstar raised her head as Alderheart padded out of the nursery to a tom with a gray coat and white muzzle and strips. "Ratfang." The dark ginger tom said, "You can see your kits, a female and a male." Ratfang nodded shakily and wandered into the den. Milk scent hit his nose and he looked down to see siamese kits and a siamese she cat that had green eyes that glowed in the darkness of the den. "What should we call them?" She asked. Ratfang thought for a moment and looked at his son who had siamese fur and a white paws and ears, "Why don't we call this kit Bloodkit and the other one Scorchkit?" Ratfang suggested. Spottedheart purred, "I like those names."