Murderers in Riverclan V.3 [welcome back!]

[✧Mahou Shoujo✧]

I'm pretty sure theres no deputy so go ahead and put my cat as the deputy

[eltonn]

ＲＩＶＥＲＣＬＡＮ

No one knew what was going on.

First, Darkmoon had been found dead in the medicine
den, foam bubbling at his jaws. There were claw marks
gouged in the den floor from where he had tried to stand,
but inevitably fell to the poison. Small, acrid smelling
leaves were found forced beneath his tongue.

The next day, a patrol stumbled upon Ragepaw, his body
mangled and wedged beneath the roots of an oak near
Thunderclan territory, his eyes frozen in a deathly terror.
The same markings were found in the dirt, the same foam
coating his lips, the same leaves half-chewed in his jaws.

Three sunrises later, Reedpetal was discovered dead
in her nest, still tightly curled around her precious
daughters. Echokit was broken at her paws, the poison
having been transferred through her mother's milk.
Tumblekit, who hadn't nursed, was wailing in an unearthly
manner and screaming of monsters in the night. The nest
was torn apart and from where the soil peered through,
it was heavily scarred from claws dragging through it.
After inspection, again, the foul leaves were used to send
the two shecats to Starclan.

No one knew what it was.

Cats began calling it Deathleaf.

No one knew where it grew.

No one knew who was doing this.

They just knew it had to be stopped.

Leader --
↳ Emberstar // tom // .napola

Deputy --
↳ Mosswish // shecat // _Pockii

Medicine Cats --
↳ Hollythorn // tom // derpiness
↳ Breezefire // shecat // Breezecat

Warriors --
↳ Firefeather // tom // 22tabby
↳ Shadowfeather // shecat // Midnightkitkat
↳ Blastclaws // tom // Tainted~Wings

Apprentices --
↳ Onyxpaw // shecat // kitty_cat_meow_face
↳mentor: Shadowfeather
↳ Nightpaw // shecat // Fading Dreams
↳mentor: Blastclaws

Queens --
↳ none

Kits --
↳ Tumblekit // shecat // doggoesmeow

Elders
↳ none

----

round info: here
chatzy: here

toms: 04
she-cats: 06
total: 10

----

families + relationships:
- Breezefire and Blastclaws are siblings
- Shadowfeather and Blastclaws are ex-mates
↳↳↳ parents of: Ragepaw, Onyxpaw and Nightpaw
- Emberstar and Mosswish are mates
↳↳↳ parents of: Firefeather, Shadowfeather, Hollythorn,
↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳Darkmoon
- Hollytuft and Reedpetal were secret mates
↳↳↳ parents of: Tumblekit, Echokit
↳↳↳↳↳ child being raised by: everyone collectively
↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳ litters' father is unknown to the clan

roles sent~

[flightoftheowl]

(Darn, just got on the list and finished making my forms a bit too late! If it's allowed, I'd appreciate the murderer PMing me! If not, ignore this ^^")

[eltonn]

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No one knew what was going on.

“Breezefire..?” A soft voice murmured as the speaker
slipped into the medicine den. “My head really hurts..”

The black shecat stirred from her sleep, trying to move
gently so that she wouldn’t wake Hollytuft from his
slumber until she noticed he wasn’t there. That wasn’t
unusual; the death of Reedpetal and Echokit had hit him
harder than most. He was most likely keeping Tumblekit
company—the two medicine cats took turns spending the
night with the kit, in case her nightmares got worse.
Tumblekit hadn’t slept easily since her mother’s passing,
each morning revealing an exhausted, weakened kit who
was struggling to stay awake.

“When did it start hurting?” The medicine cat apprentice
asked the newcomer, concern glinting in her eyes. Then
again, she was almost always concerned for Shadowfeather.

Shadowfeather shut her eyes tightly, crouching on the den
floor and gritting her teeth in pain. “It ached a bit before I
went to sleep, but I just woke up and- aaaaah!” A pained
gasp broke her words. “It’s been getting worse.”

Breezefire nodded curtly. This wasn’t the first time that
Shadowfeather had come in the middle of the night due to
a migraine. Usually she had some feverfew in the den, but
yesterday Mosswish hadn’t been feeling the best and the
medicine cat apprentice hadn’t had a chance to refill her
stocks. “I’m out of feverfew, but there’s a patch not far
from camp. I’ll be right back to get you some, just hold
on until then.”

Shadowfeather nodded, her eyes still closed. Breezefire
trotted out from the den, heading off to gather the
medicine for her friend.

Cruel eyes watched the black shecat leave, then
after waiting a few moments, slipped inside. Acrid-smelling
leaves were clamped in their jaws, wrapped in oak leaves
so the toxic juices wouldn’t poison the poisoner.

The killer had hoped to wait for Breezefire to return so they
could kill her then, for the medicine cat apprentice was the
target of their plot tonight. They hadn’t counted on
Shadowfeather’s presence in the den.

“Breezefire? That was fast...I thought the patch was a bit
farther than that.” Shadowfeather didn’t turn to
face the killer, and kept her eyes tightly shut to avoid light
aggrivating the pain.

Thinking quickly, the killer did their best to guess the situation
and emulate Breezefire’s voice. “It was closer than I thought.
Here, I hope they help ease the pain.” The killer nudged the
leaves to Shadowfeather, psuhing them against her nose so she
could easily lap them up.

“They smell a bit odd..” Shadowfeather observed as she
swallowed the bitter herbs. “...and taste awful.” She retched.
Pain clawed through her belly, causing the shecat to writhe in
agony. Foam bubbled at her jaws. The killer watched this in
silence. Once the shecat stopped moving, the killer began to
move Shadowfeather into a more comfortable position. They
knew that Breezefire would return soon, and couldn’t afford
for the shecat to figure out the ruse.

The killer went to the back of the den and began to paw through
piles of herbs. They had used the rest of their Deathleaf on
Shadowfeather, and that meant that Breezefire would have to be
taken care of the old fashioned way.

The medicine cat apprentice soon returned, feverfew clamped
triumphantly in her jaws. She paused when she saw the killer
in her den, confusion on her gaze when she saw Shadowfeather’s
still body. “What...?”

“You were too late. She started screaming. I came, but whatever
was paining her...” The killer flattened their ears. “She walks
with Starclan now.

Breezefire whimpered. “Oh,” she gasped, staring at her friend.
“...I didn’t even hear her yowling...”

The killer turned, fixing their stare on Breezefire, then leapt
with claws stretched out.

“And no one will hear yours.”
Look out, Riverclan! You lost your first pair.

Leader --
↳ Emberstar // tom // .napola

Deputy --
↳ Mosswish // shecat // _Pockii

Medicine Cats --
↳ Hollythorn // tom // derpiness
↳ Breezefire // shecat // Breezecat

Warriors --
↳ Firefeather // tom // 22tabby
↳ Shadowfeather // shecat // Midnightkitkat
↳ Blastclaws // tom // Tainted~Wings

Apprentices --
↳ Onyxpaw // shecat // kitty_cat_meow_face
↳mentor: Shadowfeather
↳ Nightpaw // shecat // Fading Dreams
↳mentor: Blastclaws

Queens --
↳ none

Kits --
↳ Tumblekit // shecat // doggoesmeow

Elders
↳ none

----

round info: here
chatzy: here

toms: 04
she-cats: 06
total: 10

----

families + relationships:
- Breezefire and Blastclaws are siblings
- Shadowfeather and Blastclaws are ex-mates
↳↳↳ parents of: Ragepaw, Onyxpaw and Nightpaw
- Emberstar and Mosswish are mates
↳↳↳ parents of: Firefeather, Shadowfeather, Hollythorn,
↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳Darkmoon
- Hollytuft and Reedpetal were secret mates
↳↳↳ parents of: Tumblekit, Echokit
↳↳↳↳↳ child being raised by: everyone collectively
↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳↳ litters' father is unknown to the clan

[✧Mahou Shoujo✧]

Mosswish woke, and she sat up and looked around at the warriors in the den with her. Still asleep. She rolled on her back, letting out a loud purr as she stretched out. The sun barely showed through the roof of the den and she narrowed her eyes at it. She wished it was still pitch black outside, it was easier to move around and sneak from the fresh kill pile before the others woke up. She flipped over and jumped to her feet with a soft thud as she landed on her feet, and squirmed out of the den. As she sunk her teeth into the last few pieces of prey in the pile, she smelled blood. Her head perked up, wondering if there was a fox attack, or they had an encounter with another clans patrol. Her worry quickly turned to annoyance, as she realized that something happened that they didnt tell her about. Following her nose to the medicine cat's den, she didnt care if hollythorn was asleep "What happened last night and *why* did no cat come and get... me..." Her eyes drifted to shadowfeather and breezefire's bodies. Her stomach churns at the body and she cries out loudly, running over to her kit and nudging her with her nose several times

[SpiritKitty]

onyxpaw stretched, her tail waiving in the air as she hopped to her paws. she sniffed the air, and wrinkled her nose as she smelled blood, but just shrugged and trotted into the clearing. she wondered where her mother was, as she was her mentor. she trotted into the warriors den, but upon seeing it was empty, she froze. upon hearing mosswish's cry, she bolted towards her, her ears pinned back as she skidded into the medicine den. upon seeing the dead body's of her mother and the medicine cat, she froze, before howling loudly, but didn't dare go closer, upon seeing the foam on her mothers mouth. her tail twitched before whispering in a pained voice "mosswish... look at my mothers mouth. theirs foam, just like ragepaw..." her eyes gleamed with sadness at the mention of her littermate, ragepaw, who had died of the same thing that may have killed her mother.

[twistedm0th]

One breath in had Hollythorn's nose wrinkled and eyes shooting open almost instantly. A foul smell hung in the air, along with the fresh fear-scent of Mosswish, who was scrambling over the two bodies that lay on the dusty ground. He noticed that Onyxpaw had joined her and rose to his paws. "Indeed it was... but what about Breezefire? That doesn't look like something a plant can do," he croaked wearily, blinking the sleep from his eyes as he padded slowly towards the two, inspecting Breezefire's claw marks with one paw. He reached to his size, plucking rosemary and lavender stems from an unsorted pile of herbs, placing them over the bodies. "Hope Tumblekit won't take this too badly," Hollythorn muttered to himself, looking up to stare awkwardly at the visitors. "So, uh... you want some thyme?"

[web.]

Emberstar awoke as the yowl of his mate hit his ears. His heart caught in his throat, the memory of finding his son in the medicine den stirring behind his eyes- Darkmoon had sleek black fur and the brightest yellow eyes he ever saw. Emberstar rose to his paws as he remembered his son and his daughter, Shadowfeather, who were almost like twins when they were kits. He had always wondered how their fur had been so black, but he knew Darkmoon was his son when he first opened his eyes. Emberstar ran towards the medicine den, hearing his other son, Hollythorn, speaking in the den. As he entered, he met the sight of his mate, who was crouched next to Shadowfeather's body. He stood completely still for what felt like forever, his mind racing and the sound of his heartbeat flowing through his head. His daughter had been murdered. He walked forward quietly, sitting next to Mosswish in silence.
He soon crumbled, pushing his nose into his daughter's fur with sobs. He wrapped his tail around Mosswish to comfort her grief, whispering "She's in Starclan now. With Darkmoon." His voice strained as he said his son's name, before falling quiet once more.

[twistedm0th]

Hollythorn blinked, dipping his head to the leader as he entered the den. "She is indeed," he murmured softly to the leader, nosing a bundle of stems towards the group. "Here, eat these. And don't get too loud, please, Mosswish. You'll wake Tumblekit." The medicine cat jumped towards a wall of the den, clawing out some seeds that he had stored on an overhanging leaf. "And these, if you'd like. Poppy seeds... poppy seeds..." He repeated the name of the seed quietly to himself, dropping the seeds with the thyme and curling his tail across Breezefire's limp form.

[web.]

Emberstar dipped his head solemnly to Hollythorn, and took the thyme and poppy seeds. He pushed some of the herbs to Mosswish, hoping that she, too, would eat them. He lapped up the herbs that he had taken for himself and wrapped his tail tighter around his mate. He pressed his nose to ShadowFeather's and lifted himself off the ground, his tail slightly curled as it drooped just above the ground. "Prepare the burial. I'll make an announcement to the clan and we can hold a moment for grief and to say our goodbyes." He motioned to Hollythorn, and dipped his head once more as he left the den. As the leader, it was his job to tell his clan when something like this occurred, even though it pulled on his heartstrings.
He sat himself in a patch of sun in front of his den, attempting to hold his head high and to be a light in the coming darkness. But his paws twitched as the thought of his daughter returned to his mind. "Riverclan, if you could please wake and join me in the center of the camp. All cats old enough to swim in the raging rivers, join me here." He rose his voice with the second sentence, waiting patiently as he watched his clan begin to stir.