AdderallXR's Clan

"Greystorm! Greystorm! Tell us about the old clans!" Two kits poked their head's inside the elder's den, their eyes bright. The smaller of the kits had eyes that seemed to relfect the night sky, and they weren't just blue, they were every color of the dusk sky. Stars sparkled in them, and their pupil was moon like, large and pale. The elder, a frail but happy cat who was the color of stormy skies, purred and tapped the nest next to their's with her tail.
"You two want to know about the old clans, eh?" Her mewed. Her voice betraying her age.
The two kits nodded.
"Well, There was five of them-"
"But we only have three!" The kit with bland eyes interrupted. The star-eyed kit poked them with a paw and the first kit shut her mouth.
"Anyways, there was five clans. Skyclan, Thunderclan, Riverclan, Windclan, and Shadowclan. They lived around a lake, where they always fought and battles were common. They only had one achient clan looking over them, and even then Starclan couldn't do much."
"Graystorm, what clan were you from?" One of the kits asked.
"Mosskit, you need to learn not to interuppt." Graystorm scolded. "But I was from Shadowclan. We were the strongest clan, everyone feared us. We lived in marshy areas, with pinetrees."
Mosskit looked around the elder's den, which was built in a fallen redwood, the ground was soft and springy, and outside scents of rain and tall trees.
"Anyways, Thunderclan were the brave and bold. They lived in dense underbrush, and hunted Squirrls and Mice. Skyclan were the quick and strong, and they could climb so well it seemed like they were flying. Riverclan cats were plump and sleek, and hunted fish in their river. Windclan were fast and lithe, and would chase rabbits across the moor." Graystorm explained, her sightless eyes sparkled with the memories of the old clans.
"Did they have powers?" The other kit asked.
"Very very rarely. There was stories of three cats with powers like ours, but their names are forgotten to time. What's your power, Dovekit?"
Dovekit, the kit with star eyes, looked at her paws.
"We aren't sure. We think I might have the power to speak to prey, but I think that's a mouse-brained power!" Dovekit said, thumping her tail on the ground.
"Well, if you can, you *would* be mouse brained!" Mosskit said, twitching her whiskers. Dovekit lept onto her and wrestled her to the ground.
"Robin-fur!"
"Rabbit-Breath!"
The elder sighed.
"Come on kits, I need my sleep. Come again soon." She mewed, and tucked her head against her chest.
The two kits pulled apart and nodded to the elder, and left the den.