Brambleclaw was on a hunting patrol with Berrynose, Whitewing and Icepaw. They decided to hunt near the abandoned thunderpath. Icepaw was stalking a mouse on the path when suddenly out of nowhere a monster appeared accelerating towards her. "Do something" squealed Whitewing. Brambleclaw rushed to push Icepaw out the way but he didn't reach her in time. He closed his eyes to avoid the gore but instead of a blood curdling scream he heard a screeching noise. He opened his eyes and saw a very much alive and very much traumatised Icepaw and a destroyed monster. He paused to see if the monster would wakeup b ut it didn't. He carefully padded towards the monster and sniffed it had a horrid stench that would even make Shadowclan sick. The twolegs inside seemed to be unconscious but still fine. He looked at the back of the monster and plied it open in side he saw white red and white sfickes with black string attached and leaning on a thinner brown stick. He decided to take to Thunderclan as they can be used for the dens. "Guys their these weird sticks let's take them to thunderclan.