Murderers in Thunderclan V.6

[woes]

Today was a rough day for the murderers. They’d just lost an ally and a friend, in turn realizing just how vulnerable they truly were. They could be voted out at any given time, and they’d have to return to Riverclan and beg for their mercy. The dread that was looming over them made it difficult to plot out a complicated kill, so one of them offered to do what they did best.

Taking what they could from the medicine cat den without looking suspicious, the killer snuck out of camp with a leaf folded and rolled around various herbs. Stalking around the territory with their head held high, the ill-intentioned cat headed for Shadowclan’s border, passing over the weak scent line with no expression. Trudging through the pine-needle laden forest, they carefully followed the stench of rotting two-leg waste, arriving at the Carrionplace without any confrontation from Shadowclan.

Feeling luck was on their side, the killer snuck underneath the wire gate that guarded the trash heap, sparing the shining pelts of rubbish a quick glance before laying out the herbs they had brought with them. There were a few random herbs which seemed edible enough and some poppy seeds coated in a small slather of old honey. They let out an amused huff at the contents of the bundle- it was always poppy seeds, wasn’t it? They wished they had Pigeonpaw’s or Aeron's knack for creative plans.

Laying out the leaf beside a small pile of rubbish, the cat moved to sit a few tail-lengths away, watching the improvised rat-trap with patient eyes.

Soon afterwards, a black form slithered out of the shadows of Carrionplace, it’s beady eyes reflecting the artificial two-leg lights that adorned the space. Baring its flat teeth, the rat scurried up to the herb bundle, sniffing the strange mixture for a few beats before quickly eating away at it. The honey slowed the rodent down, forcing it to focus its efforts on eating the poppy seeds and herbs. Only after it had eaten every one of those trusty poppy seeds did it bother licking up the honey, its feet getting stuck in the substance and sticking awkwardly to the ground.

Crouching to the ground, the murderous feline waited for the right moment to strike, watching as the rat’s movements gradually slowed. The honey had clung to it’s fur and feet, making it harder to move, and the herbs were clearly starting to affect the creature. Waiting for the rat to finish eating it’s poisoned meal before slowly approaching. When they were only a few tail-lengths away, they pounced, pushing the rat into the ground with their paws and carefully wrapping their jaws around its back. The rat immediately tried to bite them, struggling despite it’s tired state, but the murderer quickly stopped it by pressing down its head. After a while the rat stopped squirming altogether.

Satisfied with their work, the cat gently carried the rat out of the Carrionplace, grimacing at the foul taste it left in their mouth. On their way back they dropped the rat in some dill, rubbing the stems together to mask the stench of Two-leg garbage. Marching back to camp, they silently slipped into the warrior’s den, locating their victim. Carefully creeping over to Saffronsky’s nest, the murderer gently placed the rat in the senior warrior’s nest, deliberately pointing it’s sharp teeth towards his throat.

Tucking themself into a nest inconspicuously, the murderer stared at the rodent, waiting for the slightest sign of movement. When the rat finally opened its eyes once more, the killer lashed out a clawed paw, pricking the tired creature’s sensitive tail. Startled and confused, the rodent lashed out at the closest thing it could find, tearing with claws and teeth.

The entire warrior’s den was woken up by Saffronsky’s shout. Several cats rushing to his rescue as the killer snuck out the den. The rat was quickly killed and tossed to the side, Saffronsky dragged over to the Medicine den, a trail of blood following him. Cobwebs and herbs were pressed into the neck wound, hushed conversations and worried whispering surrounding the medicine cats as they worked. In the end it proved to all be in vain- Saffronsky bled out beside Jaybird and Spiraeapelt, Wrenpaw having left to fetch Honeystar.

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Leader --
↳ Willowstar// female // fluffy kitty cat
↳ Harrierstar // male // montmorency
Deputy --
↳ Bubblefur // male // tweektweak.
Medicine Cats --
↳ Spiraeapelt // male // chamrosh
↳ Wrenpaw // female // liightning
Warriors --
↳ Gingerflare // female // δ я ץIce580
↳ Terrorspirit // female // edgy cat of doom
↳ Cloudpelt // female // cloudpelt
↳ Firestrike // male // nerdydisco
↳ Gullstorm // male // snow-fall
↳ Waspfeather // female // bumbletear
↳ Forestpelt // female // realkitty56
↳ Azalealeaf // female // lapis lizzuli
↳ Daisypond // female // dinah.
↳ Minnowstream // female // theodosia
↳ Spiderfang // male // webber07
↳ Pinepelt // male // buttermuffin59
Apprentices --
↳ N/a // gender // username
Queens --
↳ Starlingfeather // female // violetbreeze
↳ Vipertail // female // moon crest
Kits --
↳ Cypresskit // male // :.Duplex.:
↳ Leopardkit // male // ¯`• darтн мaυl •´¯
↳ Whitekit // female // forgottenshadows
Elders --
↳ Caimantooth // female // .galaxy.
↳ Rook // male // the one & only vapor

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Leader --
↳ Honeystar // female // cosmic_chicken
Deputy --
↳ Lizardfang // female // prizmpaws
↳ Lionwhisker // male // bentlythedoll
Medicine Cats --
↳ Jaybird // female // jay.
↳ Orchidpaw // female // fennekchu
Warriors --
↳ Darkmoon // female // potioncat
↳ Saffronsky // male // honey--bee
↳ Frostbelly // male // twistedsongbird
↳ Heatherflash // female // firefoxx01
↳ Crowflight // make // recklessgod
↳ Scaleheart // female // poca,
↳ Goldenfang // female // starwindrider
↳ Whitefeather // female // brightdays
Apprentices --
↳ Pigeonpaw // female // honeystorm.
↳ Duskpaw // male // thedemonskiller
Queens --
↳ Sagecloud // female // forgottenshadow
Kits --
↳ Oceankit // male // mastergirl17

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Mentor
↳ Apprentice
Goldenfang
↳ Duskpaw
Spiraeapelt
↳ Wrenpaw
Caimantooth x Deceased
» Harrierstar » Terrorspirit
Terrorspirit x Gullstorm
» Minnowstream » Spiderfang
» Wrenpaw
Spiraeapelt x Willowstar
» Forestpelt» Azalealeaf
Heatherflash x Frostbelly
» Orchidpaw
Firestrike x Deceased
» Cypresskit » Leopardkit» Whitekit
Whitefeather x Unknown
» Oceankit » Deceased » Deceased
Sagecloud x Unknown
» Deceased » Deceased » Deceased
Thunderclan Total: 20
Windclan Total: 10
Total: 30

[recklessgod]

Crowflight - Windclan

Crowflight stared at the drying blood that lead through camp. It was still dark, but cats were standing around, sleepiness in their eyes. How had a rat gotten into the den? He'd never really known what it was until it had been killed. He'd heard gossip of Shadowclan eating them in times of starvation because they carried disease. He looked at his paws, eyes wide. What if the camp got sick? His eyes turned toward the medicine den. He'd have to ask them later if it was possible, but for now, he wanted them to help Saffronsky. He hoped he was okay.

[the folly of man]

Terrorspirit
molly - warrior - tags: Crowflight

Terrorspirit could hardly sleep a wink, and anytime she did, it was as if she had a two-second nightmare.
However, she wasn't able to figure out what happened to the murder victim.
She was exhausted when it happened, unable to function properly.

Crowflight seemed to be one of the only cats awake. Maybe talking to another cat would be comforting.
The sleepy, skittish molly discreetly padded to the Windclan tom. She dipped her head in greeting.

[DaisieGames]

Whitefeather had attempted to go back to sleep with her clqnmates, but failed. Getting to her paws, she yawned, blowing it easy going to be a rough night. "Hey Crowflight and Terrorspirt," she meowd.

[#1 bunny boy]

Bubblefur - Thunderclan [tags; open, tired-kun] [voting; n/a]

The small tom woke up with a stretch, looking over to the few three cats awake already. He gave a soft sigh, knowing what terrors he saw last night, making him give a silent retch of disgust as he remembered how Saffronsky looked. He was a good warrior, sure he belonged to Windclan but that didn't really change anything. To Bubblefur, the clan didn't matter as long as you could protect the cats you loved most. He stood up. Well, tried to anyways as he almost instantly just fell back down in exhaustion. He couldn't keep up with how many cats he had exiled, how many were killed by some wretched villains. And to think this all still wasn't over even though he had Pigeonpaw exiled. Bubblefur didn't exactly want to do anymore.

[sockwearer]

darkmoon // she-cat // warrior // future crush; gingerflare // tags; open
darkmoon stood outside of the den, a bit shocked by the scene having unfolded in front of her. she heard a shout and someone got up in the night, who she soon realized was saffronsky, and she heard that the cat had died. she wasn't sure how to feel about this; she was somewhere between being apathetic and just accepting the fact that there was a murderer in the clan that they couldn't find and absolutely freaking out. she was leaning a bit more towards the first. everyone was dying so often, it was best to try and not form bonds with anyone.
'c'mon, i can't care about this. i mean, i should care about this, i just shouldn't think too much about it. it's fine, it's fine.' she could still feel herself panicking. what could they do to get rid of the murderer? she had no idea who she suspected, not at all. she tried to just not think about the murders, but couldn't seem to keep it off her mind.

[recklessgod]

Crowflight - Windclan

Crowflight looked at the two she cats, nodding to them. He didn't really know what to say. He didn't talk much to anyone aside from bubblefur, but bubblefur was easy to talk to. "Are you guys doing okay?" He settled for asking, knowing the answer wouldn't be pleasant. "Who do you think did it..?" He was so tired of voting and voting and voting. They'd exiled an apprentice and there were still murders.

[the folly of man]

Terrorspirit
molly - warrior - tags: Crowflight, Whitefeather

"I don't think I could get away with saying 'yes'," Terrorspirit answered Crowflight's first question, "cause I'm not currently at my best.. I'm alive, so.. I guess that's good."
"Also, I don't know who I could accuse with good evidence. It's hard with so many cats here."

[rookie rook]

[Voting may begin once Saffronsky’s death has been announced to the Clans.]

[#1 bunny boy]

Bubblefur - Thunderclan [tags; open, no longer dead and dying but depression increase] [voting; n/a]

Bubblefur stared at the entrance to the den. Did he even want to get up anymore? Was it worth it? He sighed, deciding to get up. At least he could see Harrierstar, right? He gave a soft chuckle at that thought, going to go check on Saffronsky to see if he was actually still alive. He stretched his legs as he walked across the clearing, giving a small cough as he entered. Something reeked of blood inside the den. Oh god, it wasn't what Bubblefur thought it was, right? He hurried his padding, checking around the den and spotting Saffronsky. Not breathing, not sleeping... dead. For once Bubblefur just looked on in horror without vomiting. There were too many deaths in the past moons so he couldn't even sense blood anymore. He stepped out, sighing grotesquely. "Is there even a point in living anymore...?" He mewed somberly to himself, hoping nobody heard. He honestly could give up all hope and couldn't care less. Where was Starclan in their time of need? Why weren't they doing anything to help these poor cats? He couldn't find a rational answer and so he sat sadly in the middle of the clearing, looking up at the high rock.