Sunstar perked his ears as he woke up, the tufts on top of them ruffled slightly, and he got up without hesitation. Carefully, He leaped on top of the highrock to order patrols.
Spottedfire sat in the clearing, grooming his ragged pelt, as he gazed around the clearing, hoping to spot Smallsoul.
Meanwhile, Bramblefang had a Hare in his jaws, and took it in to Crimsonstar, it's deceased body swaying from side to side, when he set it down next to her nest. "Morning." He chuckled.
Feralpaw had been up all night, worrying about his plot. Today was the day. He was going to kill Twopaw. Snickering, he spotted Twopaw outside of camp, and hid in some ferns, claws unseathed. When Twopaw crouched down to look at a thrush, he suddenly leaped out and went for the killing bite, Sinking his claws and teeth into the back of his neck, soffacting him. Twopaw let out a loud wail, before his lifeless body fell, and Feralpaw dragged twopaw up a tree, and left him on a large limb. He quickly hid his own scent on Twopaw with some lavender, and did the same so nobody would suspect Twopaw had been killed by him. He leaped into the river, cleaning the blood off, and came out, and into camp with a frantic, fake look on his face. "Twopaw is dead!" He yowled frantically, before he fake-collapsed onto the ground.