Murderers in Thunderclan V.4

[sʏᴘʜᴏɴ]

Late at night, a cat slunk quietly into the warriors den, creeping up on the sleeping Silverfrost. The feline circled around it's prey, creeping in and ready to pounce. The cat stuffed it's paw over the she-cat's mouth and bit her neck, dragging her to the entrance of the den, sticking her muzzle out as bright crimson puddled around her.

There is a murderer in your ranks, ThunderClan. And they want to make sure you know they're coming for you.

Leader --
↳ Aquastar//Female//antly659

Deputy --
↳ Nightbreeze//Male//Mythical Pancakes

Medicine Cats --
↳ Mistypaw//Female//Colorful
↳ Leafflare//Female//FernKitty

Warriors --
↳ Silverfrost//Female//Comettail76

Apprentices --
↳ Shadepaw//Male//Greenleaf
↳ Lightpaw//Female//Froststream

Queens --
↳ name//gender//username

Kits --
↳ Starkit//Female//✫✿mew✿✫
↳ Swiftkit//Female//wolfluv4ever
↳ Petalkit//Female//QueenOfLightning

[ghostlyhamlet]

(I just missed the round

[nyacinth]

(I just missed the round

Please do not complain. You can join next round. c:

[ghostlyhamlet]

(I know

[gallifrey falls.]

{ Ooh, new thread! I'll be sure to watch for the next round, this game is a lot of fun c: Good luck to those playing!

[peachytae]

Leafflare yawned and stetted, leaning toward the medicine den entrance. The tang of blood struck her. She frowned and looked around outside. Silverfrost's head lay outside the warrior's den, and blood pooled around her. She wailed and rushed over to the she-cat's body. "She's not breathing!" Leafflare looked around the den for evidence of how she died, but there was none. She didn't know Silverfrost well, but this was devastating. She moaned softly.

[Greenleaf]

It wasn't the morning sun shining through the den entrance nor the twittering birdsong of the dawn that awoke Shadepaw, but rather the panicky voice of some she-cat yowling "She's not breathing!" At this sudden cry, the dark-furred apprentice leaped to his feet and raced into the camp, eyes wide and claws unsheathed, ready for a battle; therefore, he was immensely surprised to find the camp safe and otherwise empty, save for Leafflare crouched outside of the warriors' den entrance.

Shadepaw's ears pricked and he quickly trotted over, wondering what was wrong; but when he smelt the sharp copper-like tang of blood, his fur spiked in horror. The beautiful body of Silverfrost was crumpled before the den, a pool of scarlet staining her fur and rusting the bright grass about her. Shadepaw knew it was futile, but he nonetheless gently nudged Silverfrost's pelt, awaiting a response; none came. No sign of breath or heartbeat came from her body. Shadepaw sat back down on his haunches and growled, his blunt words not revealing the grief he felt inside of him, "She's dead..."

[Colorful]

Leafflare's frantic cries awoke the sleeping medicine cat apprentice. Mistypaw hastily rose to her feet and raced to her mentor's side. Letting out a soft gasp, she began to feel dizzy. She took a deep breath, and then meekly stated, "Someone murdered Silverfrost." She looked up at Leafflare, concern flooding her eyes. Her heart ached for the she-cat, who now could never experience the golden years of her life. Even though she wasn't young, no one deserves to die unless it's by old age. Tears sprung to her eyes like a mother protecting her kits as she buried her muzzle in Silverfrost's, a final goodbye.

[wishbone!]

Nightbreeze was sound asleep, until the sleep-piercing yowl of Leaf-flare awoke him. Grumpily waking up, he pushed himself up and attempted to smooth his pelt out; but then he had noticed the corpse.
Quickly darting forward to Silverbreeze's body, Nightbreeze let out a soft groan of grief. Shifting his gaze to Shadepaw and Leaf-flare, the black tom asked, Did either of you see who did this? Nightbreeze questioned sharply.

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