Riddlekit slowly stared at his rock as he witnessed the death of Nightkit, eyes wide as he looked at the stone. "You... Lied to me. Your guidence was clouded and biased. Off to a new one." He growled at the rock, banging his face against it and throwing it behind his shoulder, grabbing a new stone. "I had grabbed the wrong stone! This one surely knows the answer!" He meowed loudly, holding up the rock.