Murderers in Thunderclan V.6

[Woebegone]

Terrorspirit. ||||
Cypresskit. |

[recklessgod]

Crowflight - Windclan

Crowflight huffed when he spotted Harrierstar's tail draped over Bubblefur. His eyes widened and then closed in heartbreak. His feet shuffled against the dirt, and he turned his eyes elsewhere. It didn't matter. He wasn't Thunderclan anyway. Others were beginning to vote. He wasn't even sure this was a murder. Couldn't it have been an accident?

(Terrorspirit)

[DaisieGames]

Whitefeather blinked as she heard the news. "Not again," she murmured, hoping to have a quiet day.

(Terrorspirit)

[rookie rook]

[Voting is closed. Terrorspirit is getting exiled.]

[Feel free to continue roleplaying until we get The Exile up.]

[#1 bunny boy]

Bubblefur - Thunderclan [tags; harrierstar, caimantooth, depression increase but comforted] [voting; welp-]

His face light up with excitement as Harrierstar continued his words, showing complete joy replacing his sadness. "Y-You really mean it...? O-Oh, Harrier!" He purred ecstatically, nuzzling his face in the other's chest before turning to Caiman with a slightly more joyful expression. He thought over her words for a few minutes and glanced at Harrierstar before deciding on what to say. "Caiman, if I was the leader, I would say that you could but considering Saffronsky was in a different clan, I'd ask Honeystar first. Also, good news, you can call me son now." He grinned at the end of his sentence, something cheeky hidden inside the way he told her that he and her son were mates.

[Woebegone]

Hello everyone! I'm here to give a big update and to clear some things up. c:

Some players have noticed that Monspurr, the creator and owner of MiT, has had their account deleted. The details behind this are a bit muddled but, through a short investigation, MiT's discord helped me discover that Monspurr would not be returning to CS, nor did she want to speak with anyone from CS.

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- Montmorency
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A moderator position may open in the future, but for now you can pm me or the above users with any questions or concerns. c:

This won't effect any casual players, I just wanted to let everyone know what's happening! Hopefully this clears up any confusion you might have had. Thanks for your time. <3

[noodle cat]

heyo guys and gals!
just popping in to say congratulations to August c:
they have really taken care of this game and proven to me that they are the best fit to be the new owner. i'm sure you guys will appreciate all the great things they will bring to this thread. they've taken care of the thread while i've been away and i cannot thank them enough.
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peace out for another 6 months,

noodle <3

[the folly of man]

Terrorspirit
molly - warrior - tags: open

Terrorspirit was curled up in the corner of the warriors den, shuddering. She was still very shaken from all that had happened recently, but that wasn't what was particularly bugging her.

She'd heard cats mention her name, including ones she was familiar with. Could they be voting her for exile? The more time she had to think about it, the more she worried.
She didn't know why they would think it was her who committed murder, especially after being so shaken from the recent events.
However, it's not like she could voice her objections. She was too scared, too much of a coward. Her voice would probably crack, or she'd continuously look nervous.
The end result would be inevitable, no way for her to change it.

(farewell, y'all. thanks for an awesome second round!)
(also, congrats to August.!)

[sockwearer]

darkmoon // she-cat // warrior // tags; terrorspirit
darkmoon felt bad for saying that she thought terrorspirit was the murderer. she, at this point, had honestly no idea who the murderer was and just kind of jumped on the bandwagons of others and hoped everyone was right. terrorspirit looked anxious and darkmoon couldn't help but feel bad for her, but at this point she could hardly feel much emotion. she didn't have much optimism about the situation, and couldn't feel any hope. any time they tried to get rid of the murderer, they ended up getting rid of a completely innocent clanmate. she couldn't bring herself to care anymore, and she let out a sigh. she stretched out and lied in the clearing, yawning and closing her eyes. she listened to others talking, and felt like she should probably do something productive, but didn't have the motivation to go out and do anything. she didn't even want to get up, let alone go hunting or anything.

[Woebegone]

Terrorspirit sat within the warriors den, staring down at the ground beside her and feeling her breath quicken as she heard her name being said repeatedly through the mouths of several different cats. They had to be voting for her, they must’ve thought that she had something to do with the death of Saffronsky. Her worry created an uncomfortable pit in her stomach and a lump in her throat with each vote she heard. She felt so powerless. There was no way she could change their votes, change their minds, no matter what she said or what she did. Sighing deeply, the tabby she-cat forced herself out of the warriors’ den to face her voters.

The cats of both Clans were gathering underneath high rock, preparing for Terrorspirit’s exile. Her legs shook as she trudged herself forward to sit underneath high rock as well. Her legs carried her until they gave out, causing her to fall on her side. The she-cat shook her head, still unable to believe that she was on this side of the Clan meeting - on the same side Saffronsky’s murderer should be on. Getting herself up into a sitting position, Terrorspirit raised her head nervously towards high rock. She could see Honeystar limping towards the edge of the structure with Harrierstar helping her towards it. Once at the edge, the two leaders scanned the crowd and found Terrorspirit.

Honeystar’s tail lashed with annoyance and her face grimaced as she stepped towards the very edge of high rock. A vicious growl was in her throat as she spat, “It sickens me to know that this entire time there has been more than one killer within the Clan. When we exiled Pigeonpaw, I was sure we were through. I was sure the Clans were safe, but now with Saffronsky’s death, I see we have yet another criminal to exile.” Honeystar’s unusual hostility took Terrorspirit by surprise. She folded her ears back, unable to believe the words the ginger she-cat was spewing. Terrorspirit sank further to the ground as Honeystar continued. “You will leave this Clan, Terrorspirit, and be forbidden to come here ever again. Lionwhisker, Bubblefur, take-”

“B-but I didn’t place the rat in Saffronsky’s nest!” Terrorspirit exclaimed, surprising even herself. She shook her head, feeling fear, desperation, and panic buzzing in it like flies. Everyone’s eyes landed on the she-cat, pressuring her to continue. “I-I didn’t place the rat in his nest and I believed Pigeonpaw deserved a punishment worse than exilation. I wasn’t working with her a-and... And I didn’t realize that there was another killer either.” Terrorspirit stared up at Honeystar and Harrierpelt, feeling a twinge of hope that her words convinced them. Honeystar didn’t seem so violent anymore, but Harrierstar seemed to keep to his opinion.

“Bubblefur, Lionwhisker, take her away,” Harrierstar ordered. Lionwhisker roughly nudged Terrorspirit to her paws and Bubblefur met the she-cat with distrustful, narrowed eyes. Terrorspirit felt fear shaking her legs as she followed the brown tom out of camp. She wasn’t sure how life would be without the Clan or if she would be able to survive without them. She wasn’t sure what happened to the exiled cats, but given that she hadn’t heard word from any of them and that there was only one Clan to turn to, she assumed it wasn’t good.

She felt her legs giving out as the two toms led her towards ShadowClan’s border. Have they really been so accepting to assumed killers? Have they decided to stay completely out of this RiverClan drama or had they joined them? Were these two toms leading her to her death? Terrorspirit’s breath quickened as the thoughts ran through her head. Her legs began to waver so much that it became impossible to move forward. Lionwhisker let out a grumble as he attempted to shove the she-cat forward, but only managed to paralyze her further. The two deputies seemed rather annoyed as Terrorspirit collapsed to the floor and closed her eyes to rid her mind of these terrifying thoughts. Her exile was all happening too suddenly - it was as if she were having a nightmare but only for her to wake up and see it was going on in real life. Calm down, Terrorspirit, calm down. This will all be over in an instant. Your thoughts are nothing more than that - thoughts, and no one can say for certain that-

A blood curdling shriek tore Terrorspirit from her musing. She flung her eyes open and was taken aback by what she was witnessing. Upon the ground she saw the bloody bodies of cats from either WindClan or ThunderClan, letting out low, pained moans and loud shrieks, calling for help. If they weren’t letting out a noise, were lying still, dead.

Lifting her head, the brown she-cat saw what caused these cats such misery. A hoard of RiverClan cats were fighting and tearing at felines from both Clans. There were some ThunderClan and WindClan warriors who weren’t too injured to fight off RiverClan, but none of them were in the perfect conditions to do so. The cats from RiverClan chortled and laughed maliciously with every cat they knocked over and let out yowls of triumph as they slit the throats of their rivals. All the cats fighting had blood covering their pelts, making them almost unidentifiable, but something told Terrorspirit that the blood covering the RiverClan cats wasn’t their own. The sight horrified Terrorspirit, but also evoked a strange, protective feeling within the she-cat. They exiled her, sure, but now they were in a time of need and she just had to do something. A bloody cat from RiverClan pushed by her and darted after a young apprentice. Fear built up within her as she thought she could see the unique pelt of her child, Spiderpaw, beneath all that blood.

Feeling fury and terror building up within her, Terrorspirit launched herself onto the nearest Riverclan warrior, latching onto their back with her claws. She buried her teeth into their scruff as her claws tore through fur and skin. The warrior beneath her reared back on their hind legs, slamming into the ground, taking Terrorspirit with them. The tabby gagged as she let go of the cat’s scruff, the taste of carrion and rot filling her mouth. She shook her head, forcing herself to her paws as she hissed, spitting out the rancid taste. The riverclan cat turned to meet her eyes, a vicious smile stretching across his broad face.

“Well, well, well,” the figure grumbled, his horrid breath smelling of death and disease. Terrorspirit wrinkled her nose, hissing when she recognized the warrior that stood before her.

“Stoneclaw,” she hissed, her fur prickling with thinly veiled disgust. She’d only seen the Riverclan deputy a few times before his death, but she’d heard of the horrible things he plotted alongside Shellstar. Now his pelt seemed to darkened, an almost translucent quality causing him to stand out from the other Riverclan cats. Fury prickled along her spine as she drew back her lips, baring her teeth. “You did this.” She accused, readying herself to attack. The deceased deputy gave a proud smile in response.

“Thunderclan will perish beneath our claws,” he said tauntingly, a hint of amusement in his voice. “And you, little visionary, will suffer the most.”

Before Terrorspirit could spit out a response, the gray tom swiped her across the head with a massive paw, leaving her ears ringing as she scrambled to her paws. She hissed, jumping at the undead Riverclan deputy before lashing out with her claws, slashing across his gray face, not holding back even as she felt him go still-

The scent of Thunderclan hit her like a fallen tree. Freezing, she looked at her claws, only to find them tearing across a familiar face. Panicking, she tore herself off of Bubblefur, only to cause more damage to the already bloody cat. She backed away slowly, a glazed look in her eyes as Bubblefur stood frozen. He shakily glanced at the tip of his muzzle, his ears flattening at the blood quickly welling up across it. His legs shaking, the tom let out a pitiful whisper. “Go.”

Terrorspirit shook her head, not believing what she had done. “Bubblefur, I’m so sorry! I- I-”

He raised his head to stare directly into the molly’s eyes, snarling, and Terrorspirit noted with a pang of horror that she had slashed right through his left eye, leaving it bloody and red. “GO.” He yowled, looking like he both wanted to shred Terrorspirit and run from her all at once.

Frightened and confused, she ran to the thunderpath the deputies had lead her to, her paws freezing to a stop as yet another vision came over her.

Thunderclan and Windclan’s scent overwhelmed her, potent and tainted with blood and rot. Several cats were strewn across the ground, their eyes staring straight at Terrorspirit, pleading for help. Riverclan cats tore through the few warriors that dared to stand against them, Shellstar leading them with victory gleaming in his dark eyes. Frozen in fear, she watched as Riverclan’s leader marched forwards, stopping face-to-face with Willowstar who stood with more confidence than Terrorspirit thought possible, stars lining her pelt and making her stand out against the bloodied field.

Speaking calmly, her tone sure, Willowstar addressed the vicious cat before her. “Starclan won’t let you get away with this, Shellstar. I won’t let you kill my clan.”

The pale tom laughed before grinning. “Oh Willow, I already have.” Before the she-cat could respond, Shellstar launched forwards, tearing his claws through her star-spattered pelt, slicing open her chest.

“No!” Terrorspirit shouted, her legs barely able to hold her weight as she watched the stars disappear from her past leader’s pelt.

Terrified shouting morphed into a horrific sound as she sprang forwards, landing where she thought Shellstar would be, only to find her paws skidding across the hard thunderpath. A monster yowled behind her, the sound of its massive paws screeching to a stop deafening her. She shivered with fear, cowering as a twoleg crawled out of the monster’s belly.

The tall creature gently wrapped her in something warm as Terrorspirit found herself enveloped in yet another vision, this time being buried in a pile of dead Thunderclan cats, pinned to the bloodied ground. She barely moved as the twoleg carried her into the monster’s warm belly.

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Leader --
↳ Willowstar// female // fluffy kitty cat
↳ Harrierstar // male // montmorency
Deputy --
↳ Bubblefur // male // tweektweak.
Medicine Cats --
↳ Spiraeapelt // male // chamrosh
↳ Wrenpaw // female // liightning
Warriors --
↳ Gingerflare // female // δ я ץIce580
↳ Terrorspirit // female // edgy cat of doom
↳ Cloudpelt // female // cloudpelt
↳ Firestrike // male // nerdydisco
↳ Gullstorm // male // snow-fall
↳ Waspfeather // female // bumbletear
↳ Forestpelt // female // realkitty56
↳ Azalealeaf // female // lapis lizzuli
↳ Daisypond // female // dinah.
↳ Minnowstream // female // theodosia
↳ Spiderfang // male // webber07
↳ Pinepelt // male // buttermuffin59
Apprentices --
↳ N/a // gender // username
Queens --
↳ Starlingfeather // female // violetbreeze
↳ Vipertail // female // moon crest
Kits --
↳ Cypresskit // male // :.Duplex.:
↳ Leopardkit // male // ¯`• darтн мaυl •´¯
↳ Whitekit // female // forgottenshadows
Elders --
↳ Caimantooth // female // .galaxy.
↳ Rook // male // the one & only vapor

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Leader --
↳ Honeystar // female // cosmic_chicken
Deputy --
↳ Lizardfang // female // prizmpaws
↳ Lionwhisker // male // bentlythedoll
Medicine Cats --
↳ Jaybird // female // jay.
↳ Orchidpaw // female // fennekchu
Warriors --
↳ Darkmoon // female // potioncat
↳ Saffronsky // male // honey--bee
↳ Frostbelly // male // twistedsongbird
↳ Heatherflash // female // firefoxx01
↳ Crowflight // make // recklessgod
↳ Scaleheart // female // poca,
↳ Goldenfang // female // starwindrider
↳ Whitefeather // female // brightdays
Apprentices --
↳ Pigeonpaw // female // honeystorm.
↳ Duskpaw // male // thedemonskiller
Queens --
↳ Sagecloud // female // forgottenshadow
Kits --
↳ Oceankit // male // mastergirl17

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Mentor
↳ Apprentice
Goldenfang
↳ Duskpaw
Spiraeapelt
↳ Wrenpaw
Caimantooth x Deceased
» Harrierstar » Terrorspirit
Terrorspirit x Gullstorm
» Minnowstream » Spiderfang
» Wrenpaw
Spiraeapelt x Willowstar
» Forestpelt» Azalealeaf
Heatherflash x Frostbelly
» Orchidpaw
Firestrike x Deceased
» Cypresskit » Leopardkit» Whitekit
Whitefeather x Unknown
» Oceankit » Deceased » Deceased
Sagecloud x Unknown
» Deceased » Deceased » Deceased
Thunderclan Total: 19
Windclan Total: 10
Total: 29