The Kill wrote:Wetfur couldn't sleep. The events of the past few moons had
haunted the tom and he felt more scared than ever. Getting
up, the tom silently slid from the warriors den into the nursery.
There, the two sleeping bodies of the two remaining queens,
Robinflight and Honeyfur lay in a peaceful slumber. He nudged
his mate, Honeyfur awake. "Honeyfur, come on a walk with me.
I'm scared," The tom admitted, "I'm tired," Honeyfur moaned,
gazing up at her mate. When she saw his ill expression and
terrified eyes, Honeyfur immediately sat up, "Wetfur... You
look so sick..." She said quietly, "Let's get going and we can
talk outside camp so that we don't disturb any of the other
cats. Looking behind him to make sure he hadn't disturbed
anyone's sleeping, Wetfur crept out of camp with Honeyfur
by his side. "Our clan is so small now..." He sighed and his
mate gave him a reassuring purr, "We will get through this
Wetfur, we will find the murderer and then we will have our
kits safely in ThunderClan." Letting out a purr, Wetfur nuzzled
into her shoulder affectionately, "You always know how to make
me smile," He said. Tension suddenly rose as a third figure
made it's way out of the trees. Wetfur immediately raised his
hackles, "Leave us alone, I don't care who you are," He spat,
fluffing up his tail. The cat let out a hiss, "You better shut up
before I tear that mouth off you!" He snarled bitterly. That
made Wetfur quiet. He exchanged a desperate glance with
Honeyfur before the murderer stepped forward. They glared
at Honeyfur, centimeters away from her face. "I can smell
your fear, I know you're scared of me," They laughed. Honeyfur
gathered up the courage to speak back, "How couldn't I be
scared of that ugly face of yours?" She retorted. "Somebody's
getting feisty," The murderer smirked, "Anything else to say
before I kill you both?" Wetfur spoke this time, "Yes, actually.
You better watch out for our claws," The two mates sprang at
the murderer, locked in an intense battle. The three cats tussled
for a few minutes before the murderer saw their chance and
ripped Honeyfur's belly open. Wetfur immediately stumbled
back, absolutely horrified, "No... Honeyfur... Our kits! They
could have been beautiful," He wailed, dashing over to the
blood soaked body of his love. He licked her matted fur and
gazed at her glassy eyes, "I never got to tell you that I loved
you..." He whispered, eyes welling up with tears as a cough
from behind reminded Wetfur the murderer was still there,
"I don't care, kill me now. You have taken everything from me,
my mate and our kits were the only things I cared about,"
Wetfur cried as the cat just laughed, slitting his throat and
leaving the mates tangled together in a head of matted fur.
You have lost your second pair: you only have a leader, deputy,
medicine cat, warrior, apprentice, queen and elder left so you
better choose carefully on who you trust!
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