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

[A Voice Among Many]

The apprentice glanced back at the queen. "Oatwhisker is missing!" She fear left her throat before she could stop it. Acornpaw's ears flattened a little. "I-I think that he might be in trouble again. Who knows what he could have gotten himself into this time."

[~Static~]

Snowstar nodded in agreement with Acornpaw, before looking over to Newtmask. "That would be a good idea." She replied. As she heard Featherflame's voice, the leader turned to the queen. "Indeed, Oatwhisker... seems to have vanished." Glancing back over her shoulder to Newtmask and the other cats who were awake, she picked out a small group in her mind. "Nightfang, would you like to join the search party with Newtmask? And Acornpaw, I know you've known him as an apprentice- If you'd like to go along too, you may." She trusted that the two warriors would be able to defend the apprentice, in case... In case a badger had gotten Oatwhisker? A rogue, even?

[nymx]

Newtmask nodded, "That's all we'll need." he responded, staring at Acornpaw, "Lets go quickly," he added, his eyes still resting on the apprentice he began "Do you know where he would've went?" he asked her. Hopefully the warrior was alright, and just lost track of time, but as he started toward the camp entrance, a bad feeling was resting in his stomach.

[A Voice Among Many]

The small brown tabby turned back to the leader, ears up again. "Thank you, Snowstar. I'll make sure to lecture him on scaring everyone once we find him." Acornpaw was trying to stay positive against the bad signs. He had to be alright. He just snuck out for an adventure as a warrior before actually taking his new role seriously. At least, that was what she was holding onto. She looked back to Newtmask and thought for a moment. "He's been out for a while so he had to have thought about traveling to a place close to a large food or water source on case he got hungry or thirsty." She lowered her head a bit. "That probably wasn't very helpful, I'm sorry."

[time~fox]

Blackbird felt so confused. Why these cats so worried about Oatwhisker? Didn't they have their own lives to fuss about? That's the cowardly loner in you talking. He wanted to scratch himself. Of course they're worried. He's their friend. That's what clan cats do! He looked back at them. Am I supposed to care like that? "I'll join the patrol to find him! Snowstar." He blurted out before thinking, guilt taking over.

[skywalker,]

vixentail

The female opened her eyes blearily, blinking the sleep out of her fern green eyes. Being a queen, she needed her sleep, but the distressed voices of her clan mates made her heave herself to her paws and pas out of the nursery. She frowned, and padded towards the little group quietly "Whats happening?" She piped up, a frown adorning her pretty features as she looked at everyone.

[nymx]

The tom shuffled his paws, "Its quite alright Acornpaw, all that matter is we find him." he meowed reassuringly to the apprentice, then seeing Blackwhisker he rolled his eyes, "Alright Blackwhisker! Lets get a move on then." he called to the tom, "Try to find his scent will you all? The faster we find him, the faster our clan stops worrying, worrying will do no good." he alerted his patrol, scenting the air, in hopes to find Oatwhisker's scent.

[willowmist]

Featherflame frowned. "That's worrying. Good luck finding him."

[~Static~]

Snowstar nodded to Blackbird as he joined the patrol. She had hoped Oatwhisker would simply return, and spare the clan of the chaos which was now following his disappearance, but after all this time she knew something must be wrong. Hopefully the search party could find him and Snowstar would be able to calm the clan while they were gone. "I'm afraid Oatwhisker is gone, Vixentail." She meowed to the queen, sitting down and giving her own tail a quick lick. The fur on her back and tail had begun to raise slightly with fear that Oatwhisker was in danger. How could she have let one of her warriors get in trouble so easily?

[A Voice Among Many]

Acornpaw would have answered Vixentail, but hesitated. She decided to let another cat do it instead. She nodded when Newtmask gave the order. Her size was more ideal for tracking things by sniffing the ground. She padded up to her friend's sleeping area so she could refresh her mind on his scent. It was stale, but smelling it first would definitely help her. The apprentice kept her head almost against the ground as she followed the trail out of the den.