- Bramblestorm trotted out of camp, her pelt slick from a fresh grooming. The feline had decided to go hunting, something she enjoyed to do at night. Dusk was falling upon the Clan, this being a good time. As she made her way to the river, Bramblestorm scented a dreadful smell. Racing towards the distance, her dark eyes fell upon the lifeless body of Cloudfrost. Turning on her paws, the she-cat let out a loud wail to the Clan. "Cloudfrost! Cloudfrost is dead!"