Riverclan gasped in horror and surprise. Bramby's heart dropped to her stomach all over again. "How…" SpottedStar tried to think of the right words. "Did this happen? How would you know?" Her eyes filled with instant grief. "Yes," A ginger tom stepped up threateningly, with unsheathed claws, glaring at Bramby. "How would you know?"
"What?" Bramby glared back at the tom. "I feel bad enough, but you think I killed him?" The ginger tom got up into Bramby's face. "How else would you know?" He growled. "Why would you feel bad about a warriors death, you useless kittypet."
Bramby yelled "I would never hurt Sunstripe! He is the best, most brave and amazing cat I ever met, and now you're blaming me? I feel horrible! My poor kits won't even have their father!" The clan gasped again. Great Starclan, did Bramby have a big mouth. "Sunstripe- your mate?"
Giving in, Bramby told them everything. From the night they met, to Sunstripe's horrible death. Still, the ginger Tom spoke up.
"How do we know your telling the truth?"
"Did you see the smoke?"
"Well, yeah, but"-
"But what?"
"You could've gotten rid of him."
"Why would I do that?" Bramby was falling to pieces. Tears streamed like waterfalls from her eyes.
"Because you're a lousy, useless lump of fur." Without thinking, Bramby quickly jumped up and clawed the warrior across the face. "Will you just shut up!?! I would never hurt Sunstripe! I loved him, and still do! He loves me, and-and-I"- Bramby fell down and tucked into a ball, hugging Firekit. Instantly, the biggest brown tabby kit sniffed for his mothers trail, and tripped over her, then lay on her. The last one lonely trotted over to his mother, digging his muzzle into her fur.
"Well, it seems its obvious what we have to do." SpottedStar spoke, causing Bramby to jump. She forgot SpottedStar was here. The ginger Tom glared at Bramby, causing her blood to run cold. "Yes, we do."
Bramby looked at the stars and sent a silent prayer to Starclan. Please, help me! "We have to," SpottedStar started, looking at Bramby. Suddenly, her eyes filled with warmth. "Let her stay in the clan." The whole clan looked at SpottedStar. There were no protests, but no agreements either. "WHAT!?!" The ginger tom meowed. "Your going to let this piece of crow-food join the clan!?!"
Bramby let out a small growl under her breath. "Mouse-brain." SpottedStar look at the tom coolly. "If Sunstripe picked her, even being a kittypet, she must be one amazing cat." Bramby stood proudly, knocking her three kits down, who mewed and began pawing at each other. "And she clawed you, didn't she now, Braveheart?" Braveheart just sat there. The gray deputy then spoke up. "Well, I agree with SpottedStar. This must be one heck of a cat." Bramby looked at her paws, embarrassed. Mews of agreement rose up from the crowd. "So, what do you think, Braveheart?" SpottedStar turned to the ginger tom. "Fine! Whatever, just keep her away from me." Bramby smiled. "Well, I guess we'll be seeing you in the nursery." The deputy meowed. "By the way, I'm Ashpelt. Welcome to the clan."