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

[hazilnut]

|Sweetdrop|

"No cat is that cold hearted! Just listen to Quickclaw would you?" The tom edged closer to the older warrior as if his presence could calm the inky-blackness swarming around Sweetdrop. Something was wrong here, beyond the death red and the fear black. There was a discrete oak grey swirling around the cats. Guilt.
(Fogfox I guess?)

[Laetificat]

Quickclaw
He couldn't believe his ears! His clanmates believed that another cat, possibly one of their own clanmates had killed Snowstorm! At least Sweetdrop saw reasoning in his words. "Everyone needs to calm down and listen to me. Just because there's no scratch marks doesn't mean Snowstorm was pushed into the river. She could've gone hunting in the river or just went for a swim, but was trapped by a strong current. Everyone knows that the river has a strong current sometimes," he huffed in irritation. Quickclaw felt like he was arguing with kits. Why were they so convinced that the deputy was killed? For Starclan's sake, it could've been an accident! He refused to believe one of his clanmates had purposely killed Snowstorm.

[hanginwithmj]

Fogfox

Fogfox turned to Sweetdrop and Quickclaw. "How mouse-brained are you two?" he questioned, a little bit of his true personality showing through. "She was clearly murdered, no questions asked. No cat who can swim two mouse-lengths has drowned in this river in ages. The tide isn't even that strong right now, anyway! No cat besides a kit could drown in those waters."

[ωolfie]

Honeypaw frowned while turning to face the warrior. "Everyone knows that Snowstorm is a great swimmer. If she couldn't handle a strong current, which happens very often, why would she be deputy?" She retorted back, but wished she hadn't. Honeypaw wanted to be able and agree with Quickclaw, but there was no use. Building false hope would be worse than facing the truth.

[hazilnut]

|Sweetdrop|

"I'm not going to turn on every clanmate just because Snowstorm drowned! Why is your faith in cat's legs stronger than your faith in cat's hearts?" He couldn't take it anymore. The hate and fear was making it so hard to see, he felt like he was drowning as the oak grey slithered through the other scent-colors like a poisoness adder. Sweetdrop squeezed his eyes shut and broke away from the group, running and running and running until all he could smell was fresh forest orange.

[Laetificat]

Quickclaw
He watched the younger warrior run away and turned to glare at his clanmates. "I don't know about any of you, but I'd prefer to not shove blame on a clanmate just because another one died. Cats have died in this river because they were trapped by the current. Snowstorm is no exception," Quickclaw insisted, tail lashing behind him furiously. "If we can't even trust each other, it makes me wonder how we're even still a clan. If there's no trust between clanmates, then we're no better than rogues." With that, he bounded away to go find Sweetdrop and comfort him.

[hazilnut]

|Sweetdrop|

Sweetdrop let the mid-morning sun wash over his pelt. For a moment, surrounded by the forest's natural smells and colors, he could forget about the past panic. It was almost like a normal day again. But his next breath drew in tansy-yellow and he glanced back to see Quickclaw running towards him. "Hey," The warrior called out softly before returning to listening to the wind.

[Laetificat]

Quickclaw
He slowed to a stop at Sweetdrop's side and sat down beside him. "Hey," he copied with a sigh. "Are you alright? After all, the clan... I can't believe they would accuse each other of murdering our deputy. And then there's the question of who Riverstar will promote next." Quickclaw stared down at his paws, thoughts racing. He wanted to trust his clanmates, but there was a nagging feeling not to. For now, he would ignore it. Hopefully the feeling would go away soon. It didn't feel right to not trust his own clanmates, some of which he had grown up with.

[hazilnut]

|Sweetdrop|

"I'm sure it won't go much further. None of us are bad cats, not even Fogfox. They'll all see how right you and I are and things will go back to normal!" The positivity in Sweetdrop's mew was only partially forced. He truly believed that his clanmates would see the light and put this whole nasty business behind them. The warrior's horror at Snowstorm's death was fading with distance. "No," He repeated with a shake of his head,"this won't go any further. I know it."

[Laetificat]

Quickclaw
"The river hasn't drowned a cat in a while. It makes sense they're so jumpy," Quickclaw said, nodding his head. "For now, we have to deal with cats pointing paws until they realize that drowning in a river doesn't mean someone was murdered. I can't wait until everyone settles down and it's normal again."