[Starfall]

Crowstorm
@Lillian
[Powerplay used with Lillians Permission]

He was walking off some steam, tail lashing behind him. He hadn't been getting good sleep recently, his pelt was ragged, uncombed. Something unusual for the tom. Head hunched and shoulders sagging more often. If he were capable of having eye bags under his eyes, he would.

Twitching his nose, he realized he was rather close to the ThunderClan border. For a second worry spiked through him, before simmering out. Base it off lack of sleep, but he decided he did not care. Tired golden eyes catching onto an unfamiliar pelt. Nose catching onto the heavy scent of...well...non RiverClan that's for sure.

Maybe it was against his better judgement, maybe it was due to the festering fury he had inside. Perhaps it was both. Perhaps it was neither. Perhaps it was an old ancestor whispering in his ear. Offering promises of unknown knowledge that the tom would love. His claws flexed, and before he knew it he was lunging at the molly.

Claws aimed to latch onto any fur he could, any skin he could. Teeth aiming to clamp around the neck. It was quick. No bittersweet death. No mechenholy last words or moments. One second there was life in her eyes, the next her life was bleeding out into the River beside them. Crowstorms face giving off no emotion other than a few seconds of regret. But it didn't last long, once his brain caught up with his actions, he realized he needed to hide the body.

Ears twitching as he realized, oh yes. There's a river right beside them. With a nudge or two, the body splashed into the rushing rapids, and was actively being whisked away.

Crowstorm may get some decent sleep tonight, as long as the gift is accepted.