Murderers in Thunderclan V.6

[montmorency]

batwing --

the anxious deputy's yellow eyes flitted open, sunlight pouring into the clearing that was thunderclan's camp. he stretched, tail straightening. he yawned, face scrunching up and teeth on full display. his mouth shut, and he carefully made his way out of the warriors den he slept in. he wiped his eyes with a black paw, adjusting swiftly to the light.
xxbatwing made his way to to center of camp, near the fresh-kill pile. he planned to sort the older food from the fresh, discarding crowfood and putting older prey at the top. it was uncommon to have extra prey like thunderclan did from the days before. but before he caught scent of the catches, the sour scent of death filled his nose. was it cat? or prey? he soon realized what he hoped it wasn't: cat.
xxtail fluffing, he hurried over to follow the bad scent. he inhaled deeply, cringing at the scent he had been taught to fear and prevent. he nearly yowled as he discovered the body of a grey and ginger apprentice. the deputy was nearly knocked off his feet at the sight. he did not need to see her clouded amber eyes to identify her as riverpaw. batwing's tail bushed in fear, and he opened his mouth to yowl. his mouth opened and closed, unsure what to say. thoughts wove through his head like treacherous snakes in grass. he turned, paws shifting weight every heartbeat in nervousness. taking another deep breath, he yowled, "thunderclan! wake up! riverpaw is dead!"

[RamuneBubbles]

Moonfire-
MoonFires head jeered up from sleeping in the Warriors den. She ran to see the deputy sitting over Riverpaw, a young apprentice. "Oh, Starclan..." She whispered slightly, noticing that the killer wasn't a fox or animal of prey, but a cat. The whole clan was at risk, and she wasn't sure what to make of it. Now cats would start accusing eachother... She only hoped that due to her silent manner she wouldn't cause suspicion. She crouched beside Riverpaw, whispering slightly to herself.

[Katrione]

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[.iris.]

Ivystorm

Ivystorm dragged herself from her nest, resenting being jolted from her sleep by Batwing’s shouts. “What’s going on?” she mewed sourly. Processing the deputy’s words, the tortoiseshell warrior’s chest tightened in alarm. Ivystorm began to approach Batwing, but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Riverpaw’s limp form. Shock paralyzed her voice; she was at a complete loss for words. Eventually, she couldn’t bear to look at Riverpaw’s body any longer, and wrenched her gaze away. “Who would do something like this?” she murmured, half to herself.

[mikan!]

Skypaw awoke quietly. Yawning sleepily, she turned her head towards the clearing where there seemed to be a commotion. She decided to get herself a piece of fresh kill- and her growling stomach seemed to support the idea. Gingerly stepping over Yewbriar, she silently bounded to the freshkill pile. Like the shy self she usually was, she rehearsed her lines in her head. "Hi, how’s your morning?” No, that didn’t work. ”What’s going on?” Nope, definitely not. She stiffened up as she approached the fresh kill pile. What do I say?? She frantically searched for the right words. Suddenly, her eyes caught on Riverpaw’s body. ”Riverpaw? Riverpaw!” Skypaw raced past the other cats and pressed her paw onto the other apprentice’s chest. There was no heartbeat. ”She’s dead!” Skypaw was able to cry.

[mileven♥︎]

[ OML WB :c ]
Bluepaw♕
After some shoving and pushing, she made her way to the front of the crowd, where Riverpaw's dead body lied. A sound escaped her mouth. It was not a cry, but more of a broken scream, mixed with a gag. "R-Riverpaw?" she stuttered, staring at her body. Her voice was laced with an undeniable hint of fear. "S-She cannot be dead!"

[SarahStuffies]

Tornadostar awoke with a jolt. The young leader stood and shook herself, hurriedly trotting out of her den into the clearing beyond. "Batwing?! What's going on? What happened to Riverpaw?" Her voice held an authoritative tone that still caught the black mollie off guard when she used it. She then looked over towards where the small silver body lay. "oh no..." She rasped quietly. She kind of stumbled over to the apprentice's corpse, and crouched by it. She then realized she smelled ThunderClan scent on her pelt. ThunderClan scent that wasn't her own. Tornadostar couldn't fully make it out, but she was sure it was the scent of the killer. The fur on her spine slowly and subtly rose, and without moving her head from it's spot buried in Riverpaw's shoulder, she rasped "I can't believe it.... Someone from ThunderClan killed her.."

[hxneystorm]

pigeonpaw

xxxthe sounds of commotion rose pigeonpaw from her sleep, the molly's eyes flickering open as her brow furrowed. her gaze blurred slightly in the morning sunlight as she rose to her paws, shaking off a bit of moss that had clung to the back of her neck, groggily and cautiously making her way out of the apprentice's den. the molly stood by the entrance to the den, ears pricked as she filtered in and out of the conversations going on a few fox-lengths away.

xxx"hey, what's going o-" confused and curious, the molly suddenly froze as the words 'riverpaw' and 'death' filled her ears, eyes widening as she suddenly bolted forward, almost colliding with tornadostar as she pushed her way through the crowd of gathered cats.

xxxthere, at the leader's paws, was the ginger and grey body of riverpaw, her gorgeous tortoiseshell fur plastered with dried blood and bruises. pigeonpaw's blood froze as she uttered a small "no...", the words that came from the leader's maw barely reaching her ears as she stared at bluepaw and skypaw, hurt in her gaze. their denmate was dead and it had happened at the paws of someone else on the clan.

[twistedm0th]

The black she-cats ears perked when she heard a screech and felt Skypaw shift, stepping over her to exit the den. Yowls of agony filled the air as the medicine cat jumped in her nest, instinctively grabbing as many healing herbs as she could before darting out of the den. Her straight posture drooped when she saw Riverpaw's limp body in the clearing, several cats mourning beside her.
"I... I'm too late..." Her voice was barely more than a whisper, drifting into the air like a leaf into the wind. She dropped everything she was holding as her legs collapsed from grief, dipping her head with no further words. Even if she had any,
they would be impossible to choke out at this point. Her gaze flickered over to the crestfallen cats around her, eyes freezing and locking in on Skypaw. Nudging through the pile of herbs she had dropped, she bundled together clumps of lavender and rosemary,
brushing them against the apprentice's fur once before setting them down on top. Tear-filled eyes met everyone else's, sharpness softened into a more welcoming, helpful expression.

[sanitizarium]

Tigerpaw--
tigerpaw awoke to loud yowling and soft, reassuring mews. as the sunlight glared through the gaps in the canopy, tigerpaw raced into the dusty clearing. "r-riverpaw..?" he managed to mew.