Tales of SnowClan

Author's Note
The following stories are all OC, and yeah! Hope you guys enjoy it! ;D oh, and it's a bit like those (Character name) speaks things in the guides. And you can advise me on what to write if ya wanna!

1. The Death of Bramble
My name is Dockcloud. I'm a medicine cat. And I'm allowed to have a mate.

I may have broken SnowClan's warrior code, but Froststar understands how important this means to me.

I dragged myself to the little burrow my mate, Bramble, had made. It was near AirClan territory, but who cars about those typical brats?

"How's my rather fat mate going?" Bramble teased as he eyed my belly. Indeed, it was really fat. I was heavily pregnant after all.

"Good, thanks," I meowed as I pulled a face.

My mate and I were joking and teasing, and I laughed as Bramble filled me in with news about his rogue friends. After a long time, I settled into some sleep. I was then rudely woken up by Bramble, who had a dark expression on his face.

"Whuuut?" I moaned as my belly jolted a bit.

"I scent those other Clan cats that live here," he muttered. "I think it's AirClan."

Of course, I told Bramble all about the other 3 Clans that lived here (AirClan, DiamondClan and FireClan).

"I need you to get out of here, Dockcloud. Quick, protect our kits," he meowed urgently. "Go!"

But before I could protest, I heard a snarl from outside of the burrow.

"Trespasser!" hissed a black AirClan warrior.

"Wait, I scent SnowClan!" snarled another. "Have you got more of those brats with you, stranger?"

"No!" Bramble spat. "I would never call SnowClan cats brats! Especially not my mate!"

"Mate?" pouted a white she-cat. "Who?"

"This is none of your concern," Bramble growled.

"Oh, if it isn't Dockcloud."

I knew that voice.

"What do you want, Crowmark?" I hissed, curling my tail over my stomach.

"We want revenge. Every single day we find SnowClan warriors on our territory. And we will punish SnowClan by killing one of their precious queens." he tried to lash at me, but was blocked off by Bramble.

"If you want to get to her, get through me first!" he yowled.

"So be it," Crowmark smirked. "Kill him."

I couldn't help but stare in terror as the patrol slashed my mate with their razor-sharp claws. Bramble was doing all he can to protect me.

Unfortunately, the AirClan patrol overpowered my mate and sliced his belly. He yowled in pain as his throat was torn.

"Any last words?" Crowmark sneered.

"Dockcloud," Bramble rasped. "Look after our kits. Name one after me. I'll watch you in StarClan. For I know they're real."

"No, Bramble!" I sobbed. Why would any cat be so cruel? I thought.

I felt a sharp pain in my back. "Move," the warrior who poked me growled.

"Where are we going?" I asked, stifling a tear.

"To the Thunderpath," she growled back.

Crowmark carried Bramble by the scruff. When we got to the Thunderpath, Crowmark's eyes grew wide with excitement.

"Perfect timing," he grunted as a monster rumbled past. As the next one came thundering by, Crowmark thrust Bramble onto the Thunderpath.

"No!!!" I yowled as the monster crushed my mate.

It was a revolting sight. Bramble's organs were spread across the Thunderpath, and his bones were sticking out of his fur.

"Now, your turn," Crowmark sneered. Then he slashed my belly.

The pain was so strong I could not even stand up. I slumped to the floor, with a broken womb. My world ebbed away as I heard shouting in the background. Then all was black.

1 and a half moons later...

"I think that's the last-"

"No," I gasped. "One more."

I pushed with all of my might, and sighed as the kit tumbled out of me. It was a huge blue-grey and dappled brown tom. And he was wailing really loudly.

"What will you name them?" Froststar purred.

"Oh, Bramble." I cried. "What will I do?"

"What?" Froststar meowed. "What happened?"

"I'll tell you now.."

And the memories of Bramble's death entered my mind once more.

The End