Fawncloud awoke to a Crack, a yowl from a young sounding cat erupted through the quiet trees that made up the camp, then another quieter yowl of grief, "What happened?" asked Fawncloud to no one in particular "Bramblepaw was killed by a falling tree." murmured Emberfang quietly, not looking Fawncloud in the eyes. "No.. Not Bramblepaw." whispered Fawncloud, then left the protective covering of the leafy tree the warriors slept in. Sunlight was pacing, stricken with grief, her only daughter, her only kit, killed by the very things that sheltered the clan.