Snowtuft's Pain

by Thunderandshadowcats

Do you ever wonder why Snowtuft went to the Dark Forest? Well, Snow used to be a loner until his parents leave him and his brother on his own. Snow joins WindClan with his brother, Pounce. Soon enough, everything is going his way. Especially with that cat that helps him in his dreams. This is Snowtuft's Pain. Rated T for Violence. (ON TEMPORARY HOLD)

1. Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

"Mama! Look what I can do!" Snow yowled across the small field to his mother. He pounced on his gray brother, Pounce, with a squeal.

Their snowy white mother, Petal, purred. "Very nice." Pounce leaped back onto Snow in retaliation, biting his ear playfully.

"Dogs! Dogs in the field!" Snow sat up straight as their red-colored father, Desert, set off the alarm from his watch in a lone Oak tree in the middle of the field. Petal got to her feet bristling, yellow eyes wide in alarm.

"Go, go, go!" she growled, pushing Snow and Pounce into a nearby burrow.

"I want to fight!" Pounce squeaked his green eyes excited. Snow hissed at his brother. "Shh. Remember what mom told us last moon?"

"If your father or I ever raises the alarm, you must go into this burrow, and remain as quiet and still as possible. We will tell you when it's safe to come out."

Pounce rolled his eyes. "Fine." He growled at Snow. There was a horrible sound as a one of the dogs, a large black mutt, slammed into his father. Of course neither Snow nor Pounce heard it.

Three triumphant howls split the air, as they ripped apart the cats with a furious frenzy of joy, their muzzles red with blood.

Snow was confused. If his parents were beating the dogs, why were they still alive and howling? They must be howling in pain, Snow decided.

Any minute now, the dogs would run away yelping in pain and shame, and both Desert and Petal would come and tell the kits 'It was alright to come out'. Then they would all continue to play and talk, and maybe catch a mouse of two for dinner.

Snow knew though, deep inside his heart, something was wrong though. Pounce tensed beside him, shaking. Snow looked up to see a muzzle sniffing outside the burrow. Suddenly, the dogs all began trying to get inside to rip Snow and his brother apart.

Pounce screamed, and went deeper into the tunnel. Snow backed up, alarmed. "We're trapped!" Pounce whispered. A small tan, bloodstained muzzle pushed its way into the tunnel hole. Snow hissed, his green eyes wide, and slashed the dog on its nose. The dog yelped, and withdrew its nose.

Snow and Pounce stayed crammed inside the tunnel for a night. The dogs were very persistent, and refused to leave without all their prey killed. They finally left after the dogs had been called back by some twolegs.

Snow cringed as his stomach rumbled, and crept out of the tunnel into the field. An awful scent clouded up his nostrils. He ran towards it, and was alarmed by what he saw. His mother Petal was dead on the ground, her throat ripped open, and her leg half eaten. Her yellow eyes were lifeless and dull and clouded.

"No…"

Snow jumped. He whipped around to see Pounce standing behind him. "Don't worry. I'm sure she'll wake up…" Snow whimpered.

"Mom…? Wake up please…"

When Petal didn't respond, Snow stepped backwards, his paw touching something other than the grassy ground. Snow looked down, and screamed. His father's tail was under his paws. Pounce stared at it, before he started crying.

"Mom and dad are never coming back." He blubbered, tears streaming down his pale gray cheeks.

"That's not true…come on, Pounce. Let's find some cats to help us. Maybe they'll be able to give us some food and help us wake up mom and dad." Snow said, trying to sound confident.

Pounce nodded sadly, and together the two kits slipped through the bloody field each trying to forget what they had seen.

Sooo. How'd you like that horrible, bloody, gruesome, sad, depressing chapter? True, my grammar is not the best, but I'm only going to 7th. Give me a break. Anyway, don't forget to check out:

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What do you think Pounce and Snow are going to do now?