Storm and Snow

The war had only been raging for two moons.

But it felt like a lifetime.

It all started when Brackenheart ran away from SnowClan.

Prologue
A cold leaf-bare chill dug through a golden she-cat's fur.

The snowfall was bad this year. Very bad.

Thornnose, Brackenheart's beloved daughter had succumbed to the terrible epidemic that had spread throughout SnowClan. Many cats from other Clans often stated that, because of their thick fur and thick-padded paws they were better at adapting to heavy snowfalls than any other Clan. That was true, but that didn't mean that they couldn't get sick.

Skyberry, SnowClan's medicine cat had also passed away, many other cats also. Stormbreeze, Rowanfrost, Dusktree, Eye-Amber, Darkstorm…….

Brackenheart shook her head to get rid of her terrible thoughts. Deaths were apart of Clan life, they were inevitable no matter how much cats longed to prevent them. And she was expecting another litter of kits. Only a few days pregnant, they would arrive by to time Green-leaf began, which was good news for both her and the Clan. She was also grateful for the fact that her mate Midnight was still with her.

Midnight was a former rogue. One day, Brackenheart was on patrol, scenting intruder in the air. She then found him, and fell in love with the black tom immediately. He was badly hurt, almost killed by a fox, so she took him back to camp to get healed. He later joined the Clan as Brackenheart's mate, and only four moons later they had their first litter together.

Well, not so much a litter. She only had two kits. Thornnose was dead, but Scarletblaze was alive, and fiercer than ever. But there was no time to dwell on that. That was also inevitable.

MORE COMING SOON!!!