Murderers in Riverclan V.2 [Roster Update 10/30]

[shimmerstream]

Oops, as he said, Beesting was not an expert on herbs. He seriously thought that was how it was done. He had been pretty sure Cloverheart had had him do it that way before when they were apprentices. Now that he thought about it, Lightningtail and her had refused to look him in the eye when he brought them... How could he just now realize that all those moons ago his sisters had been playing a practical joke on him. Beesting couldn't be mad that them though, all he could do was be embarrassed as Lichenpaw helped to wipe cobwebs off his face.

Taking his niece's advice, Beesting headed over to the river to wash his face off. Feeling much better, he took his time going a longer way home. To his horror, he discovered the lifeless corpse of his leader. Potoostar was frozen in a position of agony, locked between iron jaws. Using his paws, teeth and anything else he could use, Beesting tried to pry the trap open, but it was large and made of metal. He couldn't open it up enough by himself. Sprinting back to camp, he searched wildly for Lightningtail to help him.

[deimido]

Lightningtail's mood had lightened ever since Riversplash's exile from the Clan, feeling the slightest bit positive that the murderer was now far away from her family and no more harm would come to them again. The warrior headed towards the fresh-kill pile, intending to grab something for herself to eat until she heard the sound of frantic paw steps approaching camp. Lightningtail's back fur started to raise and her heart dropped into her stomach as saw her brother enter camp and looking around in a frantic manner, she bounded up to him immediately. "Are you okay? What's wrong?!" She asked in a panicked tone, though she still retained the sense to speak to him in a hushed voice as to not alarm the quiet Clan.

[shimmerstream]

Beesting was relieved that the first cat he came across was the one he was looking for, though he still held tension in his shoulders. "I need your help." Hoping she would understand so that he didn't have to explain, he lead her to the spot he'd found Potoostar. "We have to free him, I couldn't do it by myself. I was hoping with two..." He let the sentence drop dejected, this was stupid. Even if they could free him, what good would it do? What were they going to tell the others? Things had been looking so good for the past few moons...

[䏠xote]

votes? (please do not post a vote without some sort of rp post.)

[hazilnut]

Sweetnose - Tom - Elder

Sweetnose had been spending a great deal of time with his grandkits since Riversplash had left. Left... Even after all these moons the elder still refused to think in terms of murder and exile. They were real things true enough and nothing to be swept under the rushes, but still, everything was so peaceful now. Wasn't it? It was difficult to feel troubled with the soft pastels surrounding him as Sweetnose watched the rising and falling of his kin's chests. So beautiful, so innocent. Well, maybe not entirely innocent. There had been that fire-ants-in-the-nest incident last moon with Creamkit. Sweetnose just had to chuckle to himself remembering. Still, they were good kits. Just like all his clan. Yes...that was it. Good cats... The tom drifted off to sleep among the soft rushes and moss of the nursery, unaware of the panic sweeping through his children just outside camp.

(Beesting?!?!?????)

[hxneystorm]

{{ murderer pm me please? I have a hunch,,, }}

[shimmerstream]

(I can't really rp right now, so I hope it's okay if I just vote. Sweetnose)

[Simonpet]

Lichenpaw padded outside, finished sorting the herbs. Her herbs. She felt a mixture of pride and sadness; pride as she had come so far in so short a time, but sadness as she would never have considered such a path had her mother not died and she felt an obligation to help her clan any way possible.

Lichenpaw went into the nursery to check on her siblings and found that they were sleeping with Sweetnose. "Good night, Sweetnose," she whispered fondly and ducked out of the nursery.

(Sweetnose)

[hazilnut]

Sweetnose - Tom - Elder

Sweetnose shifted slightly in his slumber as the scent of Lichenpaw drifted across his twitching nose. But while he stirred he did not wake, for he was deep in the safe valley of dreams, where death never dragged it's claws and cats from old memories came out to play. It was much like Starclan, just less dead.

(Terribly sorry! Changing my vote from Beesting to Lightningtail!

"ah, but just as the flower doth wilt I, too, fall to the earth, a molted feather from the decaying..."

What falls to the earth? Lightning!! And I'll bet the next line has to do with the sky!)

[Simonpet]

(Changing my vote from Sweetnose to Beesting)