Murderers in Riverclan V.3 [welcome back!]

[SpiritKitty]

Onyxpaws eye slowly opened, before she got up slowly. She yawned loudly, her long black tail waiving as she stated at the other Molly for a split second, before opening her jaws and saying "good morning... Or afternoon" in a sleepy voice, her eyes blinking wearily.
She slowly padded into the clearing, before freezing at the sharp scent of blood, and her ears whipped to the side of her head, before letting out a howl at seeing her mentor, not moving on the ground.
She sprinted forward, before skidding besides her mentor.
Her paws trembled as she stares at her mentor. Sure, they had never been close, and had their fare share of quarrels, but she did care about her, and the way she was lying, it seemed to in-natural for her to be asleep, or unconscious.

((Deepwater))

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Deepwater - IIII I

(5/9)

Votes are now closed. Prepare for the exile.

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It had been a couple of days since Mosswish was found.
The clan now stood in the center of camp, speaking among themselves with tired whispers and
sorrowful tones. Venomstar stood above her clan, eyes gazing down on the group who sat before
her. Her eyes glanced up to the entrance as Deepwater entered the camp, a fish in his jaws.
Almost as though it was a signal, the cats moved to the sides to allow Deepwater to pass. He
understood that it mean't for him to walk to the base of the highrock.
"Deepwater," Venomstar mewed, her tone neutral yet suffocating, "The clan has decided on
who they believe their main suspect to be."
Deepwater's eyes lit up in surprise, and he looked around in confusion for a moment. Almost
instantly his clanmates surrounded him, stopping him from taking off. He looked up to his leader
as a call to help, but was instead greeted by a scornful glare.
"I think you know who it is."
He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it. He could tell that defending himself would
do nothing.
"How could you kill my son?" Firefeather yowled, breaking to the front of the lines. Deepwater turned
to face him, his eyes wide with sympathy.
"I didn't-"
The clan burst into screams, calling him a traitor and a murderer. Deepwater gazed around at every single
face, seeing hatred in all of their eyes.
Venomstar called for silence with a lift of her tail, motioning for Deepwater to make his final statements.
"I'm leaving on my.. own terms." He mewed, his voice hoarse. "But I want everyone to know," he coughed,
holding back tears, "I did not do this. None of it."
And with that, he turned, and fled.

Later that day, Firefeather was appointed deputy for his bravery and devotion to finding the killer.

Alas, the murderer was still among them.

Another innocent soul has left the clan, Riverclan!

Leader --
↳ Venomstar // she // derpiness

Deputy --
↳Mosswish // she // _Pockii
↳ Deepwater // tom // seed savecakes
↳ Firefeather // tom // 22tabby

Medicine Cats --
↳ Troutleaf // tom // flightoftheowl
↳ Breezefire // she // Breezecat

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


Apprentices --
↳ Onyxpaw // she // Kitty_cat_meow_face
↳mentor: Mosswish
↳ Pigeonpaw // she // honeystorm.wishes
↳mentor: Firefeather

Queens --
↳ Cloverheart // she // Midnightkitkat

Kits --
↳ none

Elders
↳ none

----

round info: here
chatzy: here

toms: 03
she-cats: 05
total: 08

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families + relationships:
- Venomstar + ?
xx↳ Mosswish, Troutleaf and Cloverheart
- Cloverheart + Blastclaws
xx↳ Pigeonpaw
-Deepwater + ?
xx↳ Onyxpaw, and Breezefire
- Firefeather
xx↳ Stormpaw (adopted)

[✧Mahou Shoujo✧]

(Awe, mosswish's retribution for killing her clan mates last round. Murderer pm me?))

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Cloverheart's heart pounded in her chest,
her eyes set in one direction. The river was just in the distance,
and the sound of it made Cloverheart run faster. Snow was falling
all around her, creating a blur of white. As she skid to a halt beside
the river, she was met with a gruesome sight. Her sister, Mosswish,
muddy along the riverside. She couldn't make out the face of the
cat who stood above her, and they seemed only like a form in the
space. As they turned to face her, their eyes seemed to burn into
her soul.
"Cloverheart!" The harsh whisper awoke Cloverheart with a shake,
her eyes quickly adjusting to the dim light of the nursery. A cat
now stood above her, and upon seeing them she sighed with relief.
It was only a dream, thank Starclan.
"Hello," she mewed, confusion in her tone, "What brings you to the nursery?"
The cat sat down, then got comfortable and stretched their legs. They then purred,
although it seemed forced, "I came to check on you. How are the kits?".
They motioned to Cloverheart's belly, which was slightly swollen with unborn kits.
Cloverheart smiled, as she wasn't expecting the question. "They are doing well. I'm
getting closer and closer to having them everyday."
She looked down at her belly, and warmth swarmed in her chest. A few small flowers were
strewn around her, and she looked back up to meet the cats gaze.
"It's been stressful since Deepwater left.." she looked away for a moment, "but we're
managing."
The cat flicked their ear, the warmth in their eyes slowly fading.
"What do you think you'll name them?"
Cloverheart purred, her eyes filling with sorrow.
"I'm thinking of naming one Stormpaw if I have a tom. But, it isn't fully my decision."
The cat clenched their jaw at the mention of Stormpaw, fury filling their chest.
"Hm."
Cloverheart looked up at them, instantly recognizing the anger in their eyes. She stood,
slowly, and moved to comfort them. "I can tell that it's been stressful, it's been stressful for everyone-"
"It hasn't been stressful." Their quick remark did not faze Cloverheart, and she continued slowly,
"Ever since Mosswish died I could tell that you-"
"Don't speak of her!" Their growl shot a shiver through Cloverheart's spine, and she shut her jaws. "Mosswish-
Mosswish was a disgrace, to this clan, to everyone. A disappointment!"
Cloverheart directed her gaze to the ground, her ears drawn back. But soon, fury clouded her green eyes
and she looked up in anger.
"Don't speak of her that way!"
Cloverheart's yell pushed the cat over the edge; claws shone in the moonlight as they sliced past Cloverheart's
throat. The she was not expecting the attack, and felt the full force of the claws. She hit the ground, her eyes
wide. The cat sheathed their claws, watching the she cat attempt to breath for a heartbeat.
"I can't risk your kits betraying this clan."

The cat flicked their tail before leaving the nursery, licking their paws clean of the blood.

An expecting mother's life has been taken, Riverclan! can you find the killer in time?

Leader --
↳ Venomstar // she // derpiness

Deputy --
↳Mosswish // she // _Pockii
↳ Deepwater // tom // seed savecakes
↳ Firefeather // tom // 22tabby

Medicine Cats --
↳ Troutleaf // tom // flightoftheowl
↳ Breezefire // she // Breezecat

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


Apprentices --
↳ Onyxpaw // she // Kitty_cat_meow_face
↳mentor: Mosswish Blastclaws
↳ Pigeonpaw // she // honeystorm.wishes
↳mentor: Firefeather

Queens --
↳ Cloverheart // she // Midnightkitkat

Kits --
↳ none

Elders
↳ none

----

round info: here
chatzy: here

toms: 03
she-cats: 04
total: 07

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families + relationships:
- Venomstar + ?
xx↳ Mosswish, Troutleaf and Cloverheart
- Cloverheart + Blastclaws
xx↳ Pigeonpaw
-Deepwater + ?
xx↳ Onyxpaw, and Breezefire
- Firefeather
xx↳ Stormpaw (adopted)

[SpiritKitty]

Onyxpaw raised her head slowly, her eyes still closed as she let out a small whimper. She Missed her mentor, and her father, even if he was a murderer. She slowly got up, before silently stretching, her eyes flicking to the sleeping pidgeonpaw, before trotting out of the den.
Her eyes landed on the nursery, and she smiled softlu, before trotting Over to it, seeking the kind words of the queen. She pushed her head in, a small smile on her mouth before it suddenly fell, as onyxpaw let put a hoarse scream, her tail bushing out as she lunged towards the queen, nosing her as the scent of blood flooded her senses. "Cloverheart!" She wailed.

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(Votes?)

[flightoftheowl]

Troutleaf's sleep was restless. Not because he felt guilty; no, he was quite certain it had been Deepwater, and he'd been all too happy to watch the tom turn tail. But sadness still weighed heavily on his shoulders, and on the shoulders of all the clan- particularly on his family. Mosswish had been a good warrior, and, much more critically... a good sister. The anger had eased, but of course the grief would not, not for a while. But the sun had risen again, causing the small medicine cat to stir wearily in his nest.

And then he heard the cry. "Cloverheart!" Troutleaf's heart plummeted into his stomach. No, no, no, nonono Starclan no... Heedless of the Moss in his fur, ignoring his already-painful bad leg, he sprinted out of the den at full speed and to the source of the cries. And there she was. Cloverheart- her throat slit. Eyes staring blankly at the ceiling of the nursery. Onyxpaw, crouched because her. "Starclan, no," he croaked, falling to the ground as his legs failed him. "Not you, too..." But- but- how? Deepwater's gone! How can this be?! Was he... telling the truth? Was it really not him after all? He shook all over with grief and rage and pure pain, blind to the apprentice beside him, unable to see anything but the body before him. We were wrong. I was wrong. And now two innocents have paid the price- and her kits, her unborn kits! "This... is all my fault... I should have been able to protect you," he whispered raspily, closing his eyes. Starclan... if you haven't abandoned us... please, keep her safe, and send me a sign!

(Firefeather. Sorry if this is sub-par, super tired rn)

[twistedm0th]

A commotion coming from the nursery awoke Venomstar from her slumber, leaving her with no time to blink the sleep from her still-heavy eyes. A shout of "Cloverheart!" caught her attention immediately; she didn't even bother to clean the scraps of moss from her pelt, which fell from her, leaving a trail as she dashed across to the nursery. Hearing Troutleaf's cry and seeing his tail sticking out of the den was enough to tell her what had happened. Venomstar dug her claws into the ground, internally bashing herself. We were wrong. We were wrong, and they got both of them. Fury bubbled up in her chest and a growl rose up in her throat. "You couldn't stop them! You couldn't protect them," she hissed, seemingly to no one. "Now... Now they're gone."

[Voting Firefeather.]

[Tainted~Wings]

Blastclaws
He heard commotion and wails of his mates name. Almost instantly he was to his paws and running to the nursery. "Cloverheart?" He questioned hoping to hear her answer afraid of the dreadful sight he'd see. His eyes caught attention of the body of his expecting mate. His pelt stood on end. "They killed her. Our kits will never be born." He began shaking. "Why would any cat target her!"