Murderers in Riverclan V.3 [welcome back!]

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Stoatheart awoke, his vision blurry in the dimly lit den. No one was awake yet, as he could see everyone asleep in their nests. A long sigh escaped from his throat and he shut his eyes again, remembering that he was not on patrol this morning.

(Mosswish)

[DaisieGames]

(Mosswish)

[flightoftheowl]

Reedpelt was in no hurry to wake up that morning... at least, not at first. The murders, after all, had stopped for some reason! It was quite puzzling, to say the least. But while he still worried about it, while he still eyed his clanmates with suspicion, and still thought of the murders often, what could he do? The clan had been unable to collectively decide on a murderer, and- thankfully, but still- no more deaths had emerged to provide more evidence. He simply had to hope that the murderer had been cowed into stopping their sinister goals, and that they would soon learn who it was somehow without any more deaths. But Reedpelt got up hurriedly that morning when he realized- he was supposed to be doing the dawn patrol, wasn't he? There wasn't that many warriors anymore, unfortunately, and only one cat at a time could be spared. This morning, it was him. So the brown-and-black tabby took a moment to groom before rising to his paws and- stealthily as he could, which wasn't very- padded out of the den.

Reedpelt perked up a bit as he began his patrol. It was a nice, warm morning; the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the river was burbling away as always in the distance. The territory could hardly be nicer! Nevertheless, the big tom took care to check the borders and mark them thoroughly, and to look for any suspicious activity- attempted murder, perhaps? A cat sneaking around in the night and leaving traces? He didn't know, but he took care to look anyways. And as such, as he began to approach their border with Thunderclan, the tabby quickly picked up on... the scent of fresh blood.

As soon as he scented that, and the bitter stench of death, the big tom's heart plummeted. "No... not another...?" he whispered to himself, before immediately running to the source of the horrid smells. And there he saw the terrible sight- Foxstar, terribly wounded by a huge fallen branch and clearly dead. It had scratched him all over, and broke both his back and his neck, injuries that even Starclan likely would not have been able to heal if the leader had had lives left. The warrior stopped dead, feeling horribly sick. What a horrible way to die! He prayed silently to Starclan that his leader's death had been quick.

But... The question remained. Was it a murder? And after a bit of sniffing around and examining the area, Reedpelt suspected it was. There was two sets of pawprints coming this way, and only one had returned- not to mention that there was another scent besides Foxstar's, one he couldn't quite identify. Horrified, sickened, and filled with a terrible trepidation and sorrow, he padded slowly back to camp and entered the warrior's den, where Mosswish and Stoatheart still lay. "Wake up," he mewed softly in a voice filled with sorrow and shock. "Foxstar's... dead!"

(Stoatheart- HOWEVER, if votes are closing soon and this remains a tie, I'm willing to change my vote. Progress is progress!)

[Tainted~Wings]

Stoatheart-||
Mosswish-||

Votes will close at 3:30 est

[DaisieGames]

(Changing vote from Mosswish to Stoatheart )

Silverkit watched Reedpelt leave and blinked. After she saw her father come back, scenting his fear scent. Running very to him, she glanced up. "Foxstar is dead?" She asked, tail twitching.

[✧Mahou Shoujo✧]

Mosswish's eyes shot open,bolting up like a kid late for school. She started to quickly blink to hide the sleepiness in her eyes, before grumbling out a quick but harsh "what." With the deaths she had become more inward, not speaking to anybody. She hissed slightly, partially in fustration , partitally at silver kit and spat at the kit to get out. She wasn't mad at the kit, but she did need to wake up and figure out what happened without the kit butting in. Before she could even blink again her expression softened "Sorry, silverkit. You dont have to leave. Its just the wake up grumpies." she paused and focused her attention back on fox star "what do you mean, he's dead? Oh nonono," her face became horrified. Did that mean she was MossStar now? "He can't be dead. You're just joking with me!"

[twistedm0th]

Hollythorn's ears pricked as the sound of distraught wails from the clearing met his ears. He groggily rose to his paws and stumbled out of the den. Even in the moon that no deaths had occurred, he hadn't been able to get much sleep out of his mourning for his lost Clanmates. Once he had fully woken, he understood what lay before him-- they were grieving the death of another Clanmate. He was about to retreat into his den to get some nice-smelling herbs until he saw Silverkit already up and in the clearing. The medicine cat dipped his head to the cats outside, shaking out his pelt to try and look more formal for the ache in his heart.

[Voting Mossstar]

[SpiritKitty]

onyxpaw yawned sleepily, before her eyes widened as she realized silverkit was gone. the bolted to her feet and skidded out of the nursery, and upon hearing the others, her eyes widened, and her tail crept between her legs as she squeaked "f-foxstar is dead?"

((mosswish/star))

[✧Mahou Shoujo✧]

Mosswish shakes her head in disbelief "There's no way he could be dead.. " even as she said the words she knew it would likely be true. The killer had returned and the cats would not stand another day without a cat being exiled. After the last time cats voted who they thought, it was obvious many thought she was guilty. She knew she was innocent but she knew she wouldn't be believed. Coming back to reality, she looked at Reedpelt. "If he really is, and you're not trying to cause a ruckus, where is he?"

[flightoftheowl]

(Since that leaves us tied again, I'll change my vote to Mosswish- if the exile hasn't been posted by the time I get back from dinner, I'll post.)