Murderers in Thunderclan V.6

[Smallfox]

Harenose <3 // Warrior // She-cat // Vote: --- // Tags: Alot of cats, but most importantly, Cottonstar and Wormpaw

"I hope we find him..." Harenose glanced at her paws worriedly before blinking up at the leader again. "But I'm ready to help the clan and it's leader. Tracking might not be my greatest strength but I think a hare is better for this job." She shapeshifted into a hare, her eyes blinked. "I don't think I'm ever gonna be used to this view, but I'm ready when you are!" Harenose looked up at Wormpaw. ]"Some of the apprentices in the clan make me wish I had an apprentice!" She chuckled.

[the sound]

ferretpaw || tom || apprentice || no one in particular, most cats in the clearing

ferretpaw padded out of the apprentices' den, cranky about all the commotion in the clearing. he eyed all the cats, noticing owlstrike's name was mentioned more than once in the gathering crowd. as he drew near, he caught the end of a few of the sentences. the mixture of warriors and apprentices were gathering some sort of patrol. were they about to set out to find the warrior? "what's going on?" he asked, a small yawn escaping his mouth at the end of his sentence.

[SarahStuffies]

Cottonstar smirked at Wormpaw as he bounded over to the patrol preparing to depart. "Alright then. You can come." Cottonstar then nodded to Harenose. "Let's go." She turned and lead the patrol out of the camp. Trusting Harrierheart with the safety of the remainder of the clan.

She pushed through the entrance to the camp, leaving some tufts of her black fur on the brambles as she passed, and started following one of the main paths from the camp. She parted her jaws and started scenting for her mate. "Owlstrike? OWLSTRIKE!" She called into the air. Her voice echoing around her. Her heart sank. The bad feeling in her stomach only growing. She caught his scent faintly on the air. And turned to follow it, signalling with her tail to Harenose to take the lead, and slowing for him to pass. Her facade she had in the camp slowly dissipated. and she just had a distracted, distant, freaked out expression.

[wangji]

Raveneye || ♂ || warrior || apprentice; Wormpaw|| vote; none || tags; open

Raveneye watched as his mother, clanmates, and siblings went out to find the missing warrior. Going over to the entrance after they had left, he laid down, picking at the ground with his claws anxiously. He worried about Owlstrike, whispering to himself, "Please be ok..." His ears twitched as he heard the echo Cottonstar calling out for Owlstrike, the knot of anxiety in his belly growing as he gazed at the ground, his ears perked for any sign of his father's return.

[Smallfox]

Harenose <3 // Warrior // She-cat // Vote: --- // Tags: Everycat on patrol

Harenose hopped slowly through the forest, nodding to Cottonstar before taking the lead. She followed the scent until something caught the corner of her eye. "Oh.. oh no..." She turned into a cat and ran over. "Cottonstar, I.. Oh no..." She saw it, it was horrifying, he was dead. "Cottonstar... I don't know what... He's... that scent..." She stared at the body. "He was attacked but... Cottonstar.. He's dead."

[DaisieGames]

Dovepaw had followed the patrol, scenting the air. Looking at Harenose, she blinked surprised at the news. "No," she murmured, walking over to Cottenstar, ears back in grief. "Mom, are you going to be okay?" she murmured softly, trying to push herself against Cottonstar, trying to comfort her as well as herself.

[SarahStuffies]

Cottonstar froze as soon as 'oh no' left Harenose's lips. She followed the tom's gaze and failed to stifle a gasp. She faintly heard Dovepaw and flicked her tail to wrap around the apprentice briefly, in an attempt to comfort her, but didn't exactly register what she asked. the dark furred leader slowly, head down, and eyes starting to tear up, and throat tightening, she slowly approached her mate's body. She could scent death as well. It... Was undeniable he was dead. "P-please.." She rasped in a broken, desperate, taut voice. "Pl-ple...Ow-Owl-Ow... N-Nuh-n-no.." She fell next to him, mussel briefly pressed into his soft fur, before she turned her head to the sky and just screeched at the top her lungs, doing her very best to scream the pain away. She then just started sobbing. She couldn't be strong for her clanmates, or her children right now. She-She just couldn't. Her mind was instantly clouded by a dark, grey fog that she couldn't see or think through, or push aside. And as she sobbed uncontrollably into the fur of her mate, her nose filled with his scent mixed with death, she studied that dark cloud. Tested it. Attempted to learn how it worked. She was miserable. "Wh-Who.." her voice came as faint, broken whisper muffled by Owlstrike's fur.

[DaisieGames]

Dovepaw followd Cottonstar slowly, eyes closed. Glancing around the patrol, it was clear she was unsure of what to do. Walking over to Wormpaw, she tried to press herself against her sibling. "Should we get Raveneye?" she asked him, trying to keep her voice steady.

[web.]

𝑾𝑶𝑳𝑭𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑮－
tom | warrior

Stirring awake, Wolfsong found himself pretty much alone in the warriors den. He grimaced, stretching his legs with ease as he got to his paws. Had he overslept? The tom was not used to slacking off, or oversleeping, and as he breathed in the scents of the den his ears suddenly perked. He could hear the distant call of his mother, letting out yowls in the name of his father, Owlstrike. He found his instincts taking over, and he jolted out of the den into the camp.

"What happened?" he meowed, his voice almost a growl as he gazed around at the cats still in camp. He didn't wait for an answer as he bolted through the camp entrance, shifting into his other animal form as he passed. His paws scraped the ground with haste as he dashed towards the noises of his mother and the patrol. As soon as they came in sight, he shifted back and skidded to a halt. "Cottonstar, what's going o-" the words barely escaped his jaws before he noticed the body on the ground. His mind went blank as he recognized who it was.

[SarahStuffies]

Cottonstar was stilly crying, but with a sniffle, lifted her head and looked over her shoulder at her son. "I-I'm... I don't...He was attacked." She settled on eventually, sniffling again. she slowly sat up. Some of Owlstrike's blood wetting her chest fur and making it slick and stick together. "W-We need... N-need to get him back to camp."

She took a deep breath, trying to get a hold of herself. Be the leader her grieving clan needs. "A-A Th-Thunder-ThunderClan cat kill-killed him.. We n-need to figure out.. w-who.."

She forced herself to her feet, shaky legs, she half stumbled back towards the camp.

What? You thought she was mentally strong enough to carry him back herself?