- S N O W H E A R T ;
Snowheart couldn't believe what had happened. Blaststar was dead. The new deputy emerged from the warrior's den, fear evident in his pale blue eyes. This couldn't be happening, not in his clan. He passed through the gathered cats so that he was right beside the former leader. The once powerful tom was covered in wounds, his jaws slack and eyes wide in a final expression of fear. It made his stomach twist and he dipped his head respectfully to him. "May Starclan light your path." He muttered. Lifting his head, Snowheart exhaled while he tried to think of how he could light his clan's spirits, if they had any left. Then Finchpaw said something about the murderer targeting deputies and leaders and he visibly tensed. He could be very well be the next cat found dead.