Unknown Dangers

This is just my own little tribe, plenty mind generators for names.

Prologue
A single brindle she lay in a moonlit clearing, a brown tom standing over her. "Wing? Wi-ng?" He mewed.

"F-Forest.." The brindle she replied.

"Wing!" He screeched. "Wing, what happened!?"

"I c-can't ex-xplain..." Wing huffed. "Bu-but I might not m-make it.. Th-e k-kits mi..Might.." She stammered.

"Stoneteller! Stoneteller!" Forest screeched like an owl. "Stoneteller! Wing of soaring eagle is dying!" His voice was howling with sadness.

"Wing!" Stoneteller leapt foward, gazing at the 4 kits laying by heir mother.

The brindle she-cat twitched. "Forest.. Forest of shadowed pines.. Name the kits."

Wing fell limp, her leg kicking, before stopping. "Wing...No."