Murderers in Thunderclan V.4

[Henry is Bae]

Spikekit)

[spooky,]

Firefeather))

[montmorency]

{Firefeather}.

Jaggedleaf
"Well who do we think is the murderer? Majority rule and the one with most votes leaves the Clan?" he suggested.

[Areater]

Graystar hesitated at Jaggedleaf's idea, but it was logical. "There does need to be justice for Snowpaw, and we can't let the murderer stay in our clan..." She looked to Dawnlight, but then decided that it was her choice, not another cat's. She was the leader - a fact that she forgot all too often due to her having just become leader. "I think that's what we should do. No cat has to vote, but if you have any suspicions then tell me your vote. I won't tell anybody else who you voted for." In her head, she mentally counted one vote for Firefeather. She had no real reason to suspect the tom, but she had a bad feeling that it was him.

[spooky,]

Mistyfern nodded approvingly at the new idea. Her suspicion was Firefeather; And it seemed only fair to exile a murderer from Thunderclan. He couldn't stay if he really had killed the poor apprentice. But a small doubt kept nagging in her mind. What if it wasn't him? the voice pushed. Nevertheless, the gentle Mistyfern padded to Graystar, and softly whispered in her ear. "Firefeather." A choice like this would change the entire situation.

[isabellemain]

Dawnlight

I didn't really like the ideal but it had to happen thought I didn't want to vote because I had no clues about who was the cat that killed Snowpaw "i'm not voting" I said as I sat down looking at all of my clan mates

[22tabby]

FireFeather looked around at his Clanmates and sat down next to DawnLight. "I won't vote either..." He said with a slight sigh. He still couldn't believe that someone killed the apprentice, and he didn't want to vote off the wrong person.

[marinara sauce]

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[scuttlefish]

Spikekit skittered up to Greystar. " Can I vote? Because I think I know who it is! I can help! " Spikekit said.

[Areater]

Graystar nodded. "Of course, Spikekit, voting is open to anybody who wants to vote." In her head she thought she might not want to count the little kit's vote, but she didn't want to tell him that. Instead, she leaned down so he could whisper his vote to her.