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The Exile wrote:Mistystar paced inside her den, her ribs showing against her thin fur. 'How could this have happened again? We exiled the murderer! How could we still be wrong?' She hung her head as she went out of her cave, only to find her clanmates huddled around it. She looked at them in confusion, seeing exhaustion and depression within each of their eyes. "Mistystar..." Whitetrail began, shifting her paws and avoiding her leader's gaze. Mistystar frowned, confused by her deputy's hesitant voice. "We've all been talking..." Whitetrail murmured. "And we-" Mossfur shot out of the ranks, her eyes blazing as she lunged for Mistystar. "You killed them!" She howled, struggling against Whitetrail and Featherfrost as they held her back. "You killed my kit!" SHe wailed, falling sobbing against the other cats. Mistystar looked on in horror as it dawned on her what was happening. "But-" She started, trying to defend herself. "Enough, Mistystar." Featherfern mewed softly. "It is decided. You must leave ThunderClan, for you are the murderer." Mistystar wanted to fight, wanted to prove her innocence, but seeing her clanmates so broken... she couldn't. Nobody chased her as she hung her head, trudging slowly and silently out of camp. She wandered as a loner for a few moons before being hit by a monster on the Thunderpath. She died instantly, and took her rightful place in StarClan.
The deputy, Whitetrail, has become Whitestar and received her nine lives after the exile of Mistystar. With no other options, Mossfur has been named deputy.
ThunderClan, you have lost your leader! The killer still runs wild within your clan!



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The Kill wrote:Mossfur woke up in the middle of the night, feeling the urge to use the dirtplace. On soft paws she stepped away from the nursery, hurrying to do her business. With Mistystar exiled, she didn't feel the need to check to make sure all her kits were safe. The murderer was gone. "Mossfur." A voice sounded from the shadows. "What- who's there?" The queen whipped her head around, her fur fluffed up in terror. "It's okay, it's just me." A cat stepped forward. "O-oh... what are you doing out here, especially this late?" "I couldn't sleep..." The other cat sighed. "Do you think Mistystar was really the murderer? She was our leader, after all..." Mossfur nodded her head firmly. "Yes, it must have been her. Don't worry, it's all over now." She smiled comfortingly. Suddenly the other cat dropped the facade, claws and teeth flashing. "That's where you're wrong." They hissed, their claws slashing before Mossfur could scream. As the life faded from her, she whispered a few last words. "How... could you..." The murderer sneered. "How could I not?" They cleaned their claws before vanishing into the night. Jaykit woke up near dawn, feeling cold. She sniffed the air and noted her mother's stale scent. Where was Mossfur? The kit tiptoed out of the nursery, following her nose to the dirtplace. She pushed through the gorse, only to scream in fear and anguish. Her mother lay dead at her paws, and it was finally too much for the tiny kit to take. With a howl of sorrow she pelted to the deathberry bush at the bottom of the ravine, grabbing as many as she could and running back to Mossfur. The small kit curled up by her mother's dead body, swallowing every berry and crying into her mother's fur until her convulsions finally stilled. There they lay. Mother and kit, side by side for the last time.
As a last resort, Featherfern is now deputy as well as medicine cat.
Time is running out, ThunderClan. You just lost your only queen and a future warrior. As of yet, the killer remains undetected...



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