Falconeyes
The brown she-cat exited the warriors den, stretching in the morning light. Falconeyes glanced at the fresh-kill pile, and decided she wanted to hunt. She left the ThunderClan camp and trotted to her destination. But before she reached it, she noticed something lying on the ground and she padded towards it, breathing in the scent. It was Blueblaze, and he was dead! "Wh-what..?" Falconeyes stuttered, looking around. The wounds on Blueblaze looked as if a cat attacked him. But what kind of cat would do that? She looked up at Scatterpaw. "Do you know what happened to him?"