Murderers in Thunderclan V.6

[the folly of man]

Flypaw!
tags: Finchpaw, Moonpaw, Harrierheart, Swallowpaw

Flypaw smiled wide at Finchpaw's greeting. And when Harrierheart came over, Flypaw said "Hello, Harrierheart!" Then, when the brown and white tom offered to bring Flypaw and Moonpaw with him to train Finchpaw, Flypaw quickly nodded. "Yes please, Harrierheart!"
He saw Swallowpaw come over, and smiled at him. "I don't know about everyone else, but I wouldn't mind your company, Swallowpaw!"

[rose petals.]

Finchpaw.
molly. apprentice. mentor;; harrier. crush;; swallow. tags;; moonpaw, flypaw

finchpaw stood up excitedly when Harrierheart suggested training. “yes of course!” she meowed. She turned when swallowpaw approached as she blushed at the handsome medicine cat’s prescence. “it would be really fun if you came swallowpaw!” finchpaw meowed with a smile.

[.angstlizard.]

― 𝚠 𝚘 𝚛 𝚖 𝚝 𝚑 𝚘 𝚛 𝚗 ―

(deputy // she-cat // tags; hawkmire, cats outside)

Jolting upright in her nest, the hairless cat almost frantically searched the warrior's den. Her gaze landed on Rooksea for a moment before settling on her girlfriend. Appearing at Hawkmire's side, Wormthorn leaned into her. "Goodmorning," she purred to her mate, attempting to calm her breathing, and herself, truthfully. "I hope you're not mad I slept in." Wormthorn sent a playful smile towards her before exiting the den.
Once exiting, her attention was pulled towards where the majority of the apprentices seemed to be. Only two of the six apprentices were missing from the gathering. "Morning!" She greeted them, before turning to the Harrierheart and Sparrowstorm. "Do you all mind heading out for dawn patrol first? You might wanna bring their mentors along, too." The deputy didn't bother waiting for a response before turning around to address who shall be on the hunting patrol. "Falconstrike, Robinwing, Hawkmire, Thornpaw, and I will go on the hunting patrol," Wormthorn announced, attempting to somewhat even the numbers of both patrols.

[sylveonsweetie987]

Hawkmire/Female/Warrior/In: Warriors' Den/Tags: open

"Nah, you're fine. Love you, dear." Hawkmire replied as her girlfriend exited the den, feeling heat rising to her face. She padded over when the hairless she-cat announced they'd be together on a hunting patrol, and her heart beat a little faster with love. "Thank you, my honey." she said, imagining them sharing a meal afterwards. She smiled and grinned up at Wormthorn.

[montmorency]

harrierheart
harrierheart may be a rule-follower, but he was also a pragmatist. ”sure, you can can come along. it’ll be good for you,” he said to the medicine cat apprentice. he turned when wormthorn approached, opening his mouth to respond before she cut him off. ”alright. let’s set out, guys. border patrol.” he flicked his tail and began to walk out of camp, assuming the others would just follow him.

[Cactus™]

Thornpaw ● Tom ● Apprentice ● Crush- Open ● Vote: N/A ● Tags: Open

Thornpaw woke with a start at hearing his name announced outside of his den. He was shocked to find it empty and to discover he had been the only cat left sleeping. Slightly embarrassed, as he was usually the first one awake, he rushed out of the den, not wasting any time to find who had been calling him. When he discovered he would be on the hunting patrol, the typically emotionless cat had to conceal a small smile of happiness. He loved hunting. He spotted his annoying den mates chattering by the fresh kill pile, like flock of birds. He stepped near them, attempting to join the group, but flinched away as their squeaky voices caused his ears to cry out in protest. Instead, he padded over to his quiet secluded corner of camp, and silently waited for the deputy to stop purring with his mentor and to take the patrol out. He found it odd that he could not hear Wrenpaw’s voice among the small crowd of apprentices, but did not question it. He studied a blade of grass, and the ant that crawled up it, trying to shut out the other apprentices and their shrill voices.

[the folly of man]

Flypaw!
tags: Finchpaw, Moonpaw, Harrierheart, Swallowpaw

Flypaw happily hopped after Harrierheart, excited for the patrol. He had his tail raised high with joy. He couldn't wait for whatever things they might find on the border. Maybe there'd be something very exciting going on.

[Bearded Dragon ❤️]

Kestrelclaw|Tom|Warrior|Vote: N/A|Tags: Open

Kestrelclaw rose up from his nest giving himself a gentle shake before leaving the den. He cheerfully greeted several cats in the crowd that had formed in the clearing before noticing Honeypool wasn’t among them. This was very disappointing. He headed over to what was left of the fresh kill pile, as it hadn’t been restocked yet, and tried to find something of a relatively large proportion to share with Honeypool when they woke up.

[rookie rook]

Rooksea
Deputy//Straight, maybe?//Apprentice: Thornpaw, Sister: Wormthorn//Where?: Camp//Tags: Harrierheart, Sparrowstorm, Flypaw, etc.//Form: XX

XXXX Rooksea trudged back into camp, her eyes reflecting the lack of sleep she was able to get last night. She stretched out her forelegs as she entered camp and looked around for the calico deputy. Last night had been a surprising one, far more exciting than she anticipated (excited being used for a lack of a better term) and she knew it would be best to try following out Crowstar's orders: to round up a patrol and look for Wrenpaw's body in the morning.
XXXX Her eyes caught sight of her sister speaking with Harrierheart and Sparrowstorm. She angled her ears towards the molly, hearing her order the felines to head out on a dawn patrol along with the mentors of the apprentices’ around them. She took it that this was the patrol she'd be going with to see how badly damaged Wrenpaw's corpse was. “Good morning,” Rooksea greeted the group of cats as she approached. “I'm sure most of you heard about what happened last night. Wrenpaw was killed and the culprit was thought to be some cat-bird monster by two ThunderClan cats.” Rooksea could hardly believe the words that came out her mouth. She was sure that the two cats who witnessed Wrenpaw's death were deeply distressed by the murder and imagined in the darkness that there were wings and a large, bird-like tail attached to the large beast who took the apprentice's life. She herself was sure it was just a dog but with the way the cats protested - claiming there was no canine scent, only that of ThunderClan, blood, and feline - she became less sure what to really believe.
XXXX“With that being said, we might see something we don't like.” Rooksea added as she followed Harrierheart out of camp.

[EisHawk]

CrowStar
||Male||Leader||SO/Crush: Open||Tags: Open||Vote: N/A||Slender black Tom with dark brown eyes||Uninfected||

Crowstar’s dark gaze scanned his clan as he sat in the camp clearing. His red/brown eyes glinted in a rare slimmer of light through the thick canopy of trees, and his black coat was sleek. Last night two of his warriors had rushed in, speaking of a bird like feline killing Wrenpaw, and from what he imagined they were wrong. It must have been a trick of light. Perhaps a bird of prey had been going after Wrenpaw and a dog intervened, she was a small cat.