Murderers in Thunderclan V.5 [News on page 897]

[ωolfie]

She laughed softly at the comment. All kits had turned into great warriors, like Ashfur, who claimed that she was just like Whitekit, and probably she'll turn into an amazing warrior also. She noticed also how they had been standing there for a while, and it would probably be a good learning opportunity for the kits, if it was something serious. But what shocked her was how Honeystar was calling for a meeting. Silverbreeze couldn't tell if it was good or bad. She stood up, her ears twitching, her eyes flickering towards Brightflower with uncertainty. "I guess we might as well." The Queen answered at last.
{Honeystar?}

[Kylee Hart]

{ooh that accusation}
Ashfur stretched and led the way out of the nursery, bounding towards the great rock. She stopped where she could see Honeystar and started smoothing her fur where it had been pushed up by the floor of the nursery.

{My apologies for the short answers, I'm just replying in pauses between writing a book}

[ωolfie]

{Eh, didn't really know where I was going with it.. ;3}
Silverbreeze watched as Honeystar stood on the highrock, and sighed. Oddly, she felt nervous. The clan never did this before, and she felt like it was going to be bad. It was most likely not herbs, why would we need a clan meeting for that? Shaking off the thoughts, along with her left, she slightly pawed Brightflower. "Brightflower? Wake up- there's a clan meeting." Silverbreeze started out the nursery, but looked back at the queen, making sure if she woke up. Well, Silverbreeze didn't want to miss out on the news, so she bounded towards the large group under the highrock, feeling if Brightflower woke up she knew there was a meeting. Silverbreeze stood next to Ashfur, her ears twitching curiously.

[starsailor]

Whitekit had watched the adults. When she heard there was a clan meeting, her ears popped up.
"Can Owlkit and I go? Pleeeeeeeease!" She asked her mother.

[ωolfie]

{Woops, forgot about the kits! Pretend she didn't go to the meeting yet.}
Silverbreeze looked down at Whitekit, then Owlkit. The meeting seemed pretty urgent- it wouldn't hurt to let them go, right? Like Ashfur said, they were almost apprentices! Surely they can handle. "Alright, but you both promise to stay close to me and Brightflower." Silverbreeze replied calmly, walking outside the nursery and beckoning the two kits with her tail.

[starsailor]

(Tis alright.)

Whitekit jumped up and down. She was excited.
"Yay!" She exclaimed and followed her mother out the nursery.

[Kylee Hart]

Ashfur looked back and her ears perked up at the sight of the kits. She flicked her tail to invite them closer, motioning for both kits, Brightflower, and Silverbreeze to sit with her.

[ωolfie]

She laughed softly, starting towards the large group, looking back once in a while to check if they were following. Once she got sight of Ashfur, she sat towards her, flicking her ears for Whitekit to sit next to her, and Owlkit next to Brightflower. "Remember, you have to be quiet, okay?" Silverbreeze calmly told them.

[ghostlyhamlet]

Bumblepaw woke up to a yowl of pain as he started to shake a little before composing himself before walking out of the den. As the golden tom walked out, he quickly saw Dawnpaw laying limp on the ground. Sadness silently overcame him as he slowly stumbled towards her body, putting his nose in her cold dead fur he let out a silent wail into her fur before backing away as he slowly turned as cold as a statue. He wasn't going to let the others see the pain he was suffering from the loss of one of his best friends. The six moon old apprentice then walked over towards the highrock and sat down alone in the shade, thinking about who could've done this to the sweet medicine cat apprentice.

(Ummmmm, Honeystar?)

[lizard witchdoctor]

{owlkit}

Primrosegaze turned her head to the Highrock and padded towards it, with a noticeable frown on her face. When she got to the closest she could be to the base of the rock while being able to still see Honeystar, she sat down, but it was more of an unsteady flop. The little medicine cat felt her tail start to twitch and lash recklessly with impatience as she waited zealously. As she put more thought into the fact her own apprentice is cadaverous, her tail stopped twitching, and instead wistful tears rolled down her cheek, and eventually she started heaving. The sadness turned into anger as her last tear dropped down into the ground as the echinated grass soaked up her waterworks. Her tail again began to lash with acrimony and she growled under her breath at the thought of murdering an innocent apprentice just for the sake of it, its atrocious! She wanted to find the monstrosity who killed her, even if it was the last thing she did...

sherlock primrose