Murderers in Riverclan V.3 [welcome back!]

[gerard way]

username: gerard way
name: pigeonheart
gender: tom
rank: med. cat apprentice
description: a small but muscular cat with a round face. he is all black, minus a splash of white on his chest. he has pale green eyes. his only notable feature is a tear on his ear, received moons ago after a run-in with a rouge

[the sound]

roles were sent earlier today. kill should be up soon once all target-roles reply.

[the sound]

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ottersnap walked out into the clearing as the sun began to set. his clanmates had already retreated, most of them fast asleep if not settling into their nests. however, this tom could not find himself tired yet. too much was buzzing in his brain, and his paws itched to adventure. another cat appeared by his side, flicking their tail as though they knew exactly what he was thinking.

“can’t sleep?” his clanmate purred, staring around the camp as silverpelt began to show in the deep blue sky.

ottersnap nodded in reply, “yeah… just restless tonight. i want to just go for a walk. what about you?” he inquired, turning his attention to the cat by his side. he wouldn’t mind a late stroll, and did not want to do so alone.

“me too,” they replied, “i want to keep myself busy. i wouldn’t mind going for a walk with you.” they stood to their paws and began to make their way towards riverclan’s entrance without waiting for ottersnap’s reply. not wanting to be left behind, the short brown tom stood and followed in pursuit. the two cats walked side by side following one stream, before reaching the end of the territory; the lake.

“silverpelt looks beautiful in the reflection,” the other cat murmured, refusing to look at ottersnap. by this point, the cat had already made their mind up. despite very well capable of turning back, of being able to let their clanmate live, they felt as though their choice was locked in place. riverclan’s occupants needed to die.

ottersnap nodded as the other spoke, noting the distance in their voice. he sat by the water’s edge, looking at the soft ripples in the lake as the stars shown down. he turned to view his mid-night partner, and to his horror, found that they were standing with their claws unsheathed. before ottersnap had a chance to respond, the cat lunged forward pinned ottersnap to the ground. having been near the water, the tom cat was forced into the lake.

he thrashed around, attempting to throw off his assailant. this was not how he wanted to die, drowning in a lake by someone that he and his clanmates trusted. as his panicked thoughts raced through his head, his body began to slow down as the oxygen left his body. the attacker stayed firm, digging their claws into his shoulders to keep him pinned under the water.

ottersnap eventually stopped moving.

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the killer waited in the bushes while ottersnap’s body lay in the water. he was not entirely submerged, as the two had only been in the shallows. they sat there, knowing that another clanmate had followed them out of curiosity. they had to make sure nobody had seen their cruel act, and that whomever saw had to be silenced.

flamingheart appeared from the bushes soon after the attack. she had only been settling into her nest when she saw ottersnap leave the camp. finding it odd, as the two were best friends, the she-cat followed the tom to see what kind of mischief he was up to.

she was too late, of course. flamingheart came across her dear friend, dead, and she let out a mournful yowl. her heart was broken that ottersnap was dead- how could this be? he was a fine swimmer, he was a riverclan warrior for starclan’s sake. inspecting him closely, she noticed deep gashes in his shoulders. her fur began to puff up as she realized what happened. someone lured him here to kill him.

ottersnap’s killer, and soon-to-be flamingheart’s, appeared from their hiding spot and jumped straight into action. they did not know for sure whether or not flamingheart had seen what happened, but it was too risky to let her go. the cat did not give her a chance to react and bit into her throat, silencing the shriek that flamingheart let out.

the two cats tussled for a moment, flamingheart trying to gain the upper-hand, but failing due to her delayed response. the warrior collapsed in the shallow water near ottersnap, her blood mixing with the water near her best friend. panting, the attacker rolled in mud to clear the two now-deceased cats’ scents from their body, then slid into the water to clear their pelt. they shook themselves dry, and made their way back to camp.

this was only the beginning.


oh riverclan... it appears you have a rather vicious killer on your paws. what's your move?

Leader --
↳ mottlestar // non-binary // spooky puff

Deputy --
↳ blastclaws // tom // Tainted-Wings

Medicine Cats --
↳ viperstrike // non-binary // InterstellarAlaria
↳ pigeonheart // tom // gerard way

Warriors --
↳ honeystorm // she-cat // hxneystorm
↳ otternsnap // tom // The Trickerster~
↳ flamingheart // she-cat // mastergirl7

Apprentices --
↳ cranepaw // she-cat // DaisieGames
↳mentor: ottersnap honeystorm

Queens --
↳ moonsong // she-cat // ✧Mahou Shoujo✧

Kits --
↳ flintkit // tom // Hummingbird!


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round info: here
discord:here

toms: 04 03
she-cats: 04 03
non-binary: 02
total: 10 8

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families + relationships:
- ??? + ??? = moonsong, pigeonheart
- moonsong + ??? = flintkit
- ??? + ??? = blastclaws, viperstrike
- ??? + blastclaws = cranepaw
- mottlestar + ??? = ottersnap
- ??? + ??? = honeystorm, flamingheart

[Tainted~Wings]

Blastclaws awoke soon the next morning and looked oddly at ottersnap and flamingheart's cold nests. He padded into the center of camp looking for them hoping they had just woke up before he had. He had promised them at one time that if they'd woke up before him he'd let them plan a patrol. However, they were no where to be found. Maybe they started a patrol? He hadn't wanted to take a chance. He looked for a clanmate who was awake to go with him to search for the missing pair

[Monomares]

Viperstrike / Med Den / Target: Pigeonheart, Blastclaws

Viperstrike had been up since dawn, their routine getting the better of their fatigue. They had pulled down all the herbs and were sorting them like they did everyday. Viperstrike leaned down, and sighed.
"Pigeonheart get up." They shook the tom. "We need more Chickweed." They placed the rest of the herbs to the side before leaving the den.
"Hello, Blastclaws." They greeted their brother, noticing his odd face. "What's wrong, thorn in your nest again?"

[HyperfixationStation]

Flintkit // Tagging Moonsong

Flintkit yawned, awaking too early in his opinion. The kit didn't get much sleep last night, so his usual ferocious energy was diminished, but he was still awake, and he wasn't going to spend the day sleeping. His mother was still asleep, and he started poking her face with a white paw in an attempt to wake her. ''Mama. Mama wake up. I want to go outside." He huffed as he continued prodding at her face, before deciding to instead chew on her whiskers. Ahaha the little troublemaker

[Tainted~Wings]

Blastclaws
He looked at his brother. "Two of our warriors nests are cold and empty," he replied, "it isn't like them to be missing or even up without my prodding."

[Monomares]

just a little reminder that Viper is NB! So it would be sibling <3 ))

Viperstrike / Clearing / Target: Blastclaws

"Well, maybe they went out for an early fish together." Viperstrike purred. "It's not unlike warriors to avoid your prodding." They stood up and stretched, their chest brushing the grass.
"But, if you're worried about them, I can go with you. I need Chickweed and Pigeonheart seems to be sleeping in. Where do you want to start?"

[gerard way]

|| pigeonheart || tom || med. cat apprentice || clearing || viperstrike

Pigeonheart woke with a start when his mentor prodded him awake. Through sleepy ears, he heard something about chickweed, but Viperstrike had already walked out before the tom cat could really wake up. Sighing, the black tom stood and arched his back into a big stretch and yawned. He padded out of the den moments after Viperstrike, pausing to let his eyes adjust to the sun.

“I’m not sleeping in,” Pigeonheart murmured, another yawn escaping his mouth.

[spookypuff]

Mottlestar / Clearing / Target: Viperstrike, Blastclaws, Pigeonheart

Mottlestar woke up. They started stretching, and when they were done, Mottlestar padded out into the clearing. They walked over to the three outside. "Hey everyone." They yawned. "Is everything okay?"