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[wishbone!]

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[Dragon Cat]

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[monspurr]

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[monspurr]

It was a bright day, the sun beating down heat in horrid amounts with soft spots of humidity hinting the air. Clouds rarely scattered the bright canvas of blue, and it seemed as if rain was far off from the day, despite raging heat. Cats were scattered around camp, hiding in shade to keep their pelt away from the smoldering heat, and those who went on patrols groaned in protest.

One cat, Lavaclaw, the deputy, had assigned himself to a patrol consisting of three cats, and as they padded through the forest, a distraction interrupted the hunt. Quickly, Lavaclaw chased after a squirrel, heading deep int the forest to find himself staring at bark, the squirrel taunting him on a long hanging branch. He raised a paw to touch the bark to his paw, a look of determination in his yes as he planned to run up the tree, despite the dangers of going on branches and hunting. He didn't fear that however, and placed another paw on the bark, feeling the wood graze under his unsheathed claws. However, suddenly, his body slumped to the ground, chest heading, and breath coming in short, raggedy gasps. His eyes were wide and in panic as the killer said the words Lavaclaw would hear last.

"Dead cats can't speak, I'm afraid."

[ghostlyhamlet]

Oakstar wondered where Lavaclaw went after he left to chase something. "Lavaclaw!" Oakstar gasped as he saw his deputy dead. He then dragged him back to camp, a look of sadness in his eyes. "Aall cats old enough to catch their own prey." Oak star mewed sadly.

[The Black Cat]

Iceshard quickly rushed over to hear what the leader had to say. She sensed the sadness in Oakstar's voice.

(By the way people I will only be able to get on the computer after school, so I won't be super active over here.)

[ghostlyhamlet]

"Our dear deputy has been murdered." Oakstar mewed sadly, he was very close to the deputy.

[nyacinth]

Firepaw was slowly dying of heat in the forest, having been sent out by her mentor to fetch herbs. The sun glared harshly down at her, but luckily the worst was stopped by the branches. When she finally reached the Lake, she smiled. There, behind some bushes, was some watermint! Quickly she ran over to it, nipping a few stems and gripping them gently in her mouth. The flame-pelted cat decided to head back to camp, and so she did. Near the thorn tunnel, she could hear Oakstar's call. A meeting...? She wondered, as she hurried into camp. The first thing her eyes rested on was the lifeless body of the deputy, and she dropped her watermint in surprise. Instantly she ran over and began to see if there was anything she could do, but he was long dead. "I'll go get Feathercloud!" she mewed quickly, running in the direction of the medicine den. Her watermint was long forgotten, now.

[ghostlyhamlet]

Oak star nodded to Firepaw, and waited for her to come out. "As I was saying, I don't know who the murder is, but he or she is a ThunderClan Cat." Oakstar mewed sternly.

[The Black Cat]

"A ThunderClan cat!" Iceshard gasped. "How do you know?"