[ecee]

As the leader of the clan I ducked through the entrance of the nursery. A queen had her kits last night. She raised her head when she heard me enter. One kit lay at her side. "Only one?" I asked, careful to keep my voice low. "Yes," she answered and looked down at the kit "I think I'll name her Rainkit" "Rainkit?" I asked, thinking it was a fairly dismal name. The queen looked offended and held her head high "I rather like rain, it was raining the night she was born" she paused and motioned to her kit's back "and look, doesn't that remind you of rain on a still frozen ground? It's like spring." I couldn't argue. I looked at the kit. For a brief moment her eyes opened, she had incredible deep violet eyes. My mind flashed to an image of a strange purple feather that landed outside my den last night before the rain began falling. I had kept it because of it's uniqueness. "Are you all right?" The queen asked. I shook myself. "Yes." I answered. I am quite all right - I have a warrior name for the kit already: Rainfeather. The image of the kit's intoxicating eyes still burned in my mind as I walked out of the nursery.