Murderers in Riverclan V.2 [Roster Update 10/30]

[breezey]

"Okay." Breezefire said, thankful that her friend was there, no matter what the consequences were. If Breezefire and Silverfeather couldn't find Otterkit, Breezefire would be haunted for life, or that's what she thought.

[zoocyte]

Marigoldpaw had just finished chomping away at a plump trout when he noticed a group of his clanmates looking rather agitated. Curious to see what it was they were worked up about, he got up from his usual eating spot and approached them.
His pace quickened once he managed to hear bits and pieces of their conversation - from what he could make out from it, Otterkit had gone missing.

First they had lost Silverflower, and all of a sudden, Otterkit was gone? Marigoldpaw tried to ignore the jolts of fear that coursed through him at the thought. Back when he himself was a kit, he'd gotten into all sorts of trouble, especially when it came to sneaking out of camp. Surely Otterkit was probably just up to the same sort of mischief, as with the loss of the clan's only queen, he'd definitely be more restless than usual.

"I want to help look for him!" Marigoldpaw piped up, his resolve strengthening. If he could bring Otterkit back safe and sound, it would definitely help impress his clanmates - perhaps he'd be several steps closer to receiving his warrior name! Not waiting for a response, he bounded away past the camp entrance. Searching vigorously, Marigoldpaw peered into any small nook or cranny big enough for a kit to fit into.

Marigoldpaw picked up a faint trace of Otterkit's scent and grinned triumphantly. He'd done it! Following the trail, he found himself padding along the riverbank, calling out, "Otterkit! Otterkit! Otter-"

His calls were cut off into a yowl of shock when he spotted a small, limp mound of fur, just barely obscured by a patch of bushes. Marigoldpaw stared at Otterkit's body in disbelief, searching desperately for any sign of life. "Otterkit...?" He said weakly, nudging him gently, hoping for some kind of response. Nothing.

[moya]

pumpkinmask

she sat in the clearing, shaking her head. she couldn't believe what
was happening. first a queen, and now a kit. but.... otterkit was
just missing right now. surely, in the dark, he had wondered off?
the she-cat sighed, it was a late night last night. maybe it was best
if she just went back to sleep.

[web.]

The She cat sighed as she made her way from the warriors den. "I'll help look for him too."

[☆ѕтαяяу ѕкιєѕ☆]

Even with Emberheart's assuring words, Blueheart can't help but worry about the kit. He just lost his mother, and Spiderpaw seems really close to him...
She just has to hope and pray to StarClan that Otterkit is alright.

[Tainted~Wings]

Silverfeather
She was glad her friend agreed to her coming. She said,"thank you breezefire." She looked at Spiderpaw. "Spiderpaw why would otterkit run off. You knew him best."

[Midnightkitkat]

Nodding Spiderpaw tried to calm himself "He's been s-so adamant about becoming an apprentice lately, he might have ran off to p-prove himself." Ears perked the tom spotted Marigoldpaw sprinting out of camp "Young cats don't think before leaving alone ap-pparently. You should probably follow him before we have two m-missing... I'll stay here and get herbs ready incase he got himself hurt." Not waiting for an answer he turned, padding towards the medicine den both head and tail hung low.
Who was he kidding? Had the clan forgot so easily that one of there own was murdered? A missing kit was always bad but with a killer amongst their own it was ten times worse. "Starclan please let him be oka-" then in a twisted answer the small starry form sitting within the den proved his plee was in vain.

[Coco Bunny]

Votes?

[zoocyte]

Heart hammering against his chest, Marigoldpaw tried to still his unsteady breathing. Just as his mother before him, Otterkit had been killed. Staring in disbelief at the morbid scene for what seemed like ages, he snapped himself back to reality, remembering that the rest of the clan needed to know about this as soon as possible.

Carefully picking up the kit's limp body in his jaws, he tried not to gag as his tongue was hit with a strong wave of the metallic tang of cat blood. As familiar as he was with the taste due to his fondness for the battlefield, it felt vastly different from blood drawn from a rival cat - this was the blood of a clanmate, from one far too young to have suffered such a fate. He'd been getting excited about the prospect of a new apprentice to train with, but that excitement had been extinguished in a blink of an eye.

Making his way swiftly back to camp, he dropped Otterkit in the center of the clearing, declaring in a broken voice, "Otterkit...Otterkit is dead. I...found him by the river."

(voting Spiderpaw.)

[jouska.]

It had only been a few days since Silverflower's death, and the thought of there being a murderer amongst her clanmates terrified her. She felt guilty and helpless that she couldn't do more to protect her clan: she could only hope that the killings would stop there. Whilst consuming the remains of a water vole, she overheard a few warriors talking nervously about Otterkit. That made her pause. "Otterkit? Wasn't he asleep in the nursery?" Before she could open her mouth to question them, Marigoldpaw has raced into camp holding a small, limp body. The color drained from her face and Rainstar no longer felt hungry, instead disgusted and terrified. She didn't have to ask to know what had happened to him: it was written all over everyone's face. Whoever this killer was: they had absolutely no soul.

[ spiderpaw ]