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

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Leader --
↳ Otterstar // she // Ocean Plumeria

Deputy --
↳ Blastclaws // tom // Tainted~Wings

Medicine Cats --
↳ Lilyfoot // tom // iceypopCS
↳ Breezefire // she // Breezecat

Warriors --
↳ Acornfoot // tom // Dinolil1
↳ Firefeather // tom // 22tabby
↳ Newtnose // she // saccharin
↳ Iceyeyes // she // save seedcakes


Apprentices --
↳ Pumpkinpaw // she // <•Red Like Roses•>
↳mentor: Firefeather
↳ Palepaw // tom // Doggoesmeow
↳mentor: Newtnose
↳ Dewpaw // she // time~fox
↳mentor: Acornfoot

Queens --
↳ Doveheart // she // BrightDays
↳ Windsong // she // Rin ;v;

Kits --
↳ Oatkit // tom // hiraeth.

Elders
↳ Brambleberry // she // Baby Driver

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round info: here
chatzy: here

toms: 06
she-cats: 08
total: 15

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families + relationships:

-Brambleberry + ??? = Otterstar, Firefeather and Newtnose
↳ Otterstar + Blastclaws = Dewpaw
↳ Firefeather + Doveheart (past relationship) = Oakkit, and (adopted) Pumpkinpaw
-??? + ??? = Blastclaws, Windsong and Iceyeyes
↳ Iceyeyes + ??? = Palepaw
↳ Windsong + ??? = Unborn kits
↳ Blastclaws + ??? = Breezefire
-??? + ??? = Lilyfoot, Acornfoot and Doveheart

roles have been sent; waiting for the kill

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Oatkit couldn't sleep. He tried to, but his eyes continued to open with every small noise. Earlier in the day he had become spooked after having a terrifying dream which he could not remember. The tom stretched his legs, letting out a small hiss in frustration. His noise awoke his mother, Doveheart, who glanced down at her bundle of joy.
"What's wrong?" She purred, lifting her head from her paws. Oatkit mumbled something the she couldn't understand, and she pressed her nose to his shoulder. The kit stood, stretching his legs and extending his tiny claws. Doveheart's tail curled slightly as she noticed his angry aura. "How about we get a bite to eat? A big fish sounds good right now." Doveheart's mew was soft, and Oatkit looked over to his mother with a purr.
The two then left the nursery, almost instantly noticing the bitter cold air that was blowing outside. Doveheart sighed, looking to the clouds that were close to covering the sky. Leaf-bare was approaching fast, and she knew that meant ice would cover the rivers. Hunting was always hard during leaf-bare, but it was especially difficult for Riverclan as most warriors were only proficient in fishing rather than land hunting. Her gaze glided to the fresh-kill pile, where Oatkit was already looking for something to eat. Without hesitation, the she trotted over to stand beside her son.
"Have you found anything yet, Oatkit?" Oatkit looked up at his mother, his tail flicking. There was a menacing sparkle in his eyes that Doveheart noticed immediately... he seemed to look through her, yet it seemed as though a deep passion was being expressed through his eyes. She hadn't noticed that he grew quiet, and her tail flicked subconsciously. The tom looked away from his mother, grabbing two small fish from the pile. Doveheart smiled warmly, yet she started to feel anxiety growing in her stomach. She glanced up to the sky as she heard the rumble of thunder.
"I thought we should share somethi-" She glanced back to Oatkit mid-sentence, but noticed he was already halfway across the camp. She sighed, shaking out her fur. Doveheart quickly ran over to where her kit lay, and watched as he started to dig in to his fish. The she cat sat next to him, quickly gulping down the fish as well. Almost instantly she started to feel sleepy, her mind slowly becoming blank. Her eyes glanced to her son, who seemed to watch her collapse. As Doveheart fell into deep sleep, Oatkit shook his head. He looked around confused, before realizing he was outside of the nursery. All he remembered was waking up, then falling back asleep. A mew behind him made him jump up with a hiss.
"Oatkit," the soft mew called, and as Oatkit faced the cat he relaxed upon recognizing them. The murderer smiled, touching their nose to Oatkit's forehead. "You almost did as you were told." Their purr confused the young tom, and he didn't seem to notice the hostility behind the kindness of the murderer. As Oatkit was distracted by the sound of thunder, the killer slid out their claws. With one short swipe, Oatkit collapsed to the ground. He gasped for air, and watched as the murderer stood over his mother. The cat pressed their nose to Doveheart's forehead as well, before slicing her throat. Oatkit watched the murderer slink away, his breath slowly becoming more shallow. Soon, darkness overcame him and all his mind focused on was the image of the dream that had awoken him. There had been only one cat he told of the dream, but as his life began to quickly drain he couldn't recall who...

You have lost your first pair, Riverclan!

Leader --
↳ Otterstar // she // Ocean Plumeria

Deputy --
↳ Blastclaws // tom // Tainted~Wings

Medicine Cats --
↳ Lilyfoot // tom // iceypopCS
↳ Breezefire // she // Breezecat

Warriors --
↳ Acornfoot // tom // Dinolil1
↳ Firefeather // tom // 22tabby
↳ Newtnose // she // saccharin
↳ Iceyeyes // she // save seedcakes


Apprentices --
↳ Pumpkinpaw // she // <•Red Like Roses•>
↳mentor: Firefeather
↳ Palepaw // tom // Doggoesmeow
↳mentor: Newtnose
↳ Dewpaw // she // time~fox
↳mentor: Acornfoot

Queens --
↳ Doveheart // she // BrightDays
↳ Windsong // she // Rin ;v;

Kits --
↳ Oatkit // tom // hiraeth.

Elders
↳ Brambleberry // she // Baby Driver

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round info: here
chatzy: here

toms: 05
she-cats: 07
total: 13

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families + relationships:

-Brambleberry + ??? = Otterstar, Firefeather and Newtnose
↳ Otterstar + Blastclaws = Dewpaw
↳ Firefeather + Doveheart (past relationship) = Oatkit, and (adopted) Pumpkinpaw
-??? + ??? = Blastclaws, Windsong and Iceyeyes
↳ Iceyeyes + ??? = Palepaw
↳ Windsong + ??? = Unborn kits
↳ Blastclaws + ??? = Breezefire
-??? + ??? = Lilyfoot, Acornfoot and Doveheart

[Dinolil1]

Acornfoot | Warrior | Male |


The small tom woke up with an almighty yawn, stretching his paws with a luxurious sigh. The morning was still young and he knew he had quite sometime before patrols were arranged. Padding out of the warriors den, Acornfoot had expected to see only the prey pile but a horrible sight met him. “Doveheart! Oatkit!” Acornfoot yowled, not caring if it woke the others up. “No...oh StarClan...no” he whimpered, crouching beside his sister’s already cold body. Grieving, Acornfoot sobbed uncontrollably. In one fell swoop, he lost his sister and his nephew.

[22tabby]

FireFeather was jerked awake by the sound of AcornFoot yowling just outside of his den. He quickly forced the sleep away and entered the clearing, only to lay his eyes on a particularly horrible sight.
His son and his past mate.
Sure, he had no connection to DoveHeart anymore, but he was still fond of the memories they had together. For something like this to happen made him feel nauseous. And then to see his son lying there.
He fell into the same crying fit as AcornFoot. He nuzzled his son, trying desperately to feel some sort of life, but he felt nothing but cold. His eyes seemed to glaze over in grief, as if the large part of him that currently felt so dead was becoming apparent.
FireFeather picked up his son and laid him closer to his mother. They would want to be together; he knew that to be fact. He sat down, trying to get control of himself- and failing.
FireFeather tried to speak, "Oat-" but his voice cracked and he continued to mourn, letting his tears practically take over his vision.

[✧Mahou Shoujo✧]

Pumpkinpaw sits up with a jerk. Whimpering quietly as the sensations from her dream faded away, she scrunched up slightly. Stretching, she pads out of the apprentice den and spots Firefeather, the cat who had taken her in when she first came into the clan. Padding over quickly, she mews, kind of irritated "Why are you being noi----!!" Shutting up she quickly notices the cats he's surrounding. Looking down and saying nothing, she silently apologizes, pressing into her father figure. Was somebody out to get Firefeather next?? Realizing somebody had targeted the two cats he was related to, she began to panic. She'd defend him with her life, but would the killer come for her as well??! Shaking, she tries to come close closer to him as she scares herself more

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(Votes?)

[✧Mahou Shoujo✧]

(blastclaws)

[zoocyte]

Newtnose was quietly enjoying a small bream in a more isolated spot of the camp, eyes closed in contentment as she savored the rich flavor. Her relaxed stance immediately shifted to an alarmed one when the mournful cries of her clanmates echoed throughout the clearing. The stark pain and anguish in the yowls fed the uneasy chill that had began to creep up her spine. Fearing the worst, the tortoiseshell molly swiftly abandoned her meal to confront the source of the noise - Acornfoot, Firefeather and Pumpkinpaw, all hunched over two limp figures. A distinctly rancid odor became apparent to her as she came closer, and she couldn't hold back a quivering gasp of disbelief when she recognized it to be the scent of death. Standing in front of the corpses, her mind went blank as she tried to comprehend the sight that lay before her.

"This...T-this can't be..." Her voice had a shaky quality to it, nothing more than a faint whisper. Newtnose blinked mournfully at the two grieving toms, lightly touching them both with her tail as a sympathetic gesture. "Doveheart..and...and Oatkit are with Starclan now..." She murmured, her throat going dry as she ran out of more comforting things to say. Lapsing into silence, she reluctantly turned her attention to figuring what had caused their deaths.

Both sported wounds to the throat, which definitely had to have been done by a cat. They had both been found within Riverclan camp, which made it unlikely that they had been killed by a rogue...The sudden conclusion weighed down on her - it had to have been a clanmate. Scenting the air in an attempt to catch the scent of the murderer, she smelled nothing but the metallic tang of blood and the mingled scents of various Riverclan cats, none particularly stronger or more prevalent than the others. Shaking her head in defeat, Newtnose spoke up quietly.
"One of our clanmates is responsible for this."

[voting lilyfoot]

[22tabby]

FireFeather hadn't been aware of anyone until he could feel PumpkinPaw press against him. He was brought out of his state of pure greif. He felt as his his eyes were glazed over, but he couldn't help but smile. At least his daughter was here- kin or not.
"PumpkinPaw, please... tell me what happened to them..." He choked on the words as he spoke but forced them still. He silently hoped that it was painless, but at the same time he hoped it was a crazy dream. Even with NewtNose's theory, he wished it was an owl or something that had somehow left them. He knew it didn't make sense but he needed some sort of solace.
He looked up at AcornFoot, knowing he must be grieving pretty badly as well. His sister was gone. These were his kin too.
His gaze went between the two cats- PumpkinPaw and AcornFoot. "I'm sorry..." he whispered.
He knew even PumpkinPaw was technically tied to these cats. DoveHeart was practically her mother.
He laid down silently and laid his head down, staring at the two limp bodies as he tried to compose himself.

[Tainted~Wings]

Blastclaws
He got up and got ready to send out patrols. He seen almost every cat by the nursery. "What is the commotion?" He asked. He walked closer to the group.

Lilyfoot))