ravenwillow - ||
toadface - |
waterviper - |
votes are closed. ravenwillow for exile
toadface - |
waterviper - |
votes are closed. ravenwillow for exile
the exile wrote:that morning, halfleap somewhat reluctantly sent out the dawn patrols. harrierstar wasn't in his den. surely he'd just been out on a morning walk. the whole clan knew this wouldn't be the case.
it wasn't long before a hunting patrol led by salmonflame discovered his body underneath a pile of rubble. soon, voting came around again.
ravenwillow was the first to vote. waterviper-- an awfully random vote, the clan suspected. after a quick count, it was determined that the queen would be exiled.
"it's not me, i swear," she pleaded. by morning, every trace of her being there was gone.
watch out, thunderclan. you don't have time to kill.
be careful, thunderclan, or soon your killer will
halfleap has become halfstar. she appoints salmonflame as her deputy.
the kill wrote:toadface was bored. it was a boring day. the kits had all left the nursery, and now eager cranekitpaw was too busy to visit him and listen to his ramblings. everyone in thunderclan was miserable; half the clan had left them and the remaining few had lost their kin.
the day was growing dark. the elder had only been out of the den once, to limp out and snatch a stale mouse between his incisors. the remains were buried a few mouse lengths away from his nest under a heap of dirt. no one greeted him when he did.
it was a bit of a pleasant surprise when he saw his clanmate ducking into the hollowed-out log. "hello," he rumbled with a flick of his tail. "have you come to listen to my stories?"
the cat nodded. he nodded back. "come on close. i'll tell ya something about when i was but a kit…"
they stepped closer, sitting themself down so that their fur brushed against his dark pelt. he began launching off into a tale of supposed adventures. some parts seemed to be but foggy memories-- the killer figured toadface used his imagination to fill in the gaps. some parts sounded completely fabricated.
toadface finished his story with a long sigh. “what a time that was.” he looked out. the sun had long set. “you’d best get to your nest, young’un. can’t stay up too late or you’ll wake up late tomorrow.” by the time his sentence had finished, he was nearly drifting off himself.
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the killer got to their paws, sliding over to the exit of the den. they glanced over their shoulder. toadface was asleep already. they crept up to him steadily-- not a difficult task when the tom was deaf and sleeping. with one swift swipe, they cut a long gash in the tom’s throat. they licked the blood off their paw and returned to their nest. by moonhigh he’d be with his kits and grandkits in starclan.
uh-oh! looks like the murderer’s been killing time after all!
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