Murderers in Thunderclan V.5 [News on page 897]

[~Macmanus~]

(Votes?)

[.alfie]

[Primrosepetal?]

[gallifrey falls.]

( I'll go with Primrosepetal as well.

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(PrimrosePetal as well)

[~Macmanus~]

Primrosepetal swallowed hard, and looked around camp. Another cat had been killed, and she had to do something, she knew. She had looked at the facts, over and over again, and she believed that she was finally right. She prepared to march into the center of camp and announce what she and to say. She stood up, making her way over. Just as she was about to begin, Nightstar exited her den. The clan was already gathered in camp, and they watched Nightstar attentivly.
"It's good you are here, Primrosepetal. That means I do not have to track you down." Nightstar said stiffly.
"Nightstar, I have something important to sa-"
"No need for your excuse." Nightstar cut her off.
"Excuse? What do you mean?" Primrosepetal questioned, cocking her head.
"I mean we don't care why you killed all of those cats, and got so many more exiled. You are a murderer, and you will not stand."
"What? I'm not the murderer! In fact, I know who the real murderer is! I saw something in the cat that proves that cat is the murderer! The murderer was-"
"Enough!" Nightstar roared. "Bad enough that you lie about what you've done, but now you pin it on a different cat? You make me sick, and you make Starclan sick!"
Primrosepetal stepped back in shock as her clanmates began to surround her. In terror, she ran out of camp, through the territory. She ran out of the territory, hoping to find an exiled cat who would aid her and help her live outside of the camp. Primrose ended up joining Misty on her adventures, until she settled down as Jessica, a kittypet in a loving home with an older Twoleg and two cute and happy Twoleg kits.

For shame, Thunderclan, you've exiled a witness! Your losing hope in catching this killer! Hurry!

With hardly a clan to lead, Nightstar has decided that she does not need a deputy, and has stopped assigning them.

Leader --
↳ Lakestar//Tom//Honeystorm~
↳ Bonestar//She-Cat//Amy Hughes
↳ Nightstar//She-Cat//insecure;

Deputy --
↳ Silverheart//She-Cat//griffingirl4everx3
↳ Primrosepetal//She-Cat//LeafyisHere

Medicine Cat --
↳ Flamepelt//She-Cat//Gᴀʟʟɪғʀᴇʏ Fᴀʟʟs ❥

Warriors --
↳ Firefeather//Tom//22tabby
↳ Shinelight//She-Cat//Moonifest
↳ Snakefang//Tom//Rainbowpitbull
↳ Oceanwave//She-Cat//imp.

Apprentices --
↳ Nightpaw//She-Cat//Fading Dreams
↳ Icepaw//She-Cat//lupa.

Queens --
↳ Lilyfoot//She-Cat// Soul Of Winter

1 Tom, 3 She-Cats: 4 Cats

[~Macmanus~]

Flamepelt looked over her herb storage, counting through the leaves and berries another time. It was all she could think to do: She was so tired, but she couldn't think to sleep. Thunderclan was gone.
She sat down, grooming her messy pelt and thinking of all of the recent events: murders, exiles, horror, loss; in all honesty, she felt like her ancestors had truly forsaken her. It takes quite a bit for a medicine cat to admit that. She hadn't heard anything from them in so long.
"Flamepelt?"
The Medicine cat looked up to see a cat by the entrance of her den.
"Are you well?" The cat asked. Flamepelt lowered her head wordlessly.
"Perhaps a plump mouse will help? I just caught one." The cat suggested. Flamepelt turned back to her nest, "I suppose."
The cat vanished. They quickly returned and placed a mouse down. Flamepelt was not hungry, but she did not want to be rude. She took a few bites, before looking up and around. It was all too late that she noticed the absence of Deathberries in her supplies.
She fell to the ground in a coughing spurt.
"Goodbye, Flamepelt." The cat chuckled. "You could understand why I need you gone, right? Can't have any cat surviving my kills, can I?" With that, the cat turned and padded away, leaving Flamepelt choking and silently screaming for help.


You've lost a guard! This is your last chance, Thunderclan: find that killer!

Leader --
↳ Lakestar//Tom//Honeystorm~
↳ Bonestar//She-Cat//Amy Hughes
↳ Nightstar//She-Cat//insecure;

Deputy --
↳ Silverheart//She-Cat//griffingirl4everx3
↳ Primrosepetal//She-Cat//LeafyisHere

Medicine Cat --
↳ Flamepelt//She-Cat//Gᴀʟʟɪғʀᴇʏ Fᴀʟʟs ❥

Warriors --
↳ Firefeather//Tom//22tabby
↳ Shinelight//She-Cat//Moonifest
↳ Snakefang//Tom//Rainbowpitbull
↳ Oceanwave//She-Cat//imp.

Apprentices --
↳ Nightpaw//She-Cat//Fading Dreams
↳ Icepaw//She-Cat//lupa.

Queens --
↳ Lilyfoot//She-Cat// Soul Of Winter

1 Tom, 2 She-Cats: 3 Cats

[~Macmanus~]

(Since it's the end of a game, I'm assuming you won't want to Roleplay, to prevent suspicion of yourself. Therefor, I'll go ahead and ask. Votes?)

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Nightstar

[.alfie]

Nightstar emerged from her den, urgently stepping out. The depressed leader crossed the camp, poking her head into the Warrior's Den. She saw the two last Warriors there, sleeping. Her heart pounded in her throat is she emerged the Medicine Cat's Den. Inside was the beloved Flamepelt, laying dead on the ground. Her fragile body was untouched, though her mouth was open. Nightstar didn't quite know what happened, thought she felt her heart sink down. Her body stiffened has she stared down at the dead she-cat.

[Snakefang]

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(Nightstar)


Snakefang shivered at the dead bodies "When will it stop?" He whined, his eyes were red and puffy..
"night star?" the young tom asked, his gray tail shivering beneath his legs