ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[Ever]

Thistlepaw had watched everything happen with wide eyes and hardly a breath taken. Her first meeting. A murderer announced and killed before her and the rest of the clan. She couldn't help the odd feeling of bubbling excitement at the show. Was that wrong of her? She didn't know. Maybe it was. Either way, she felt such an excitement at having witnessed such a gruesome fight. She'd never seen a cat killed by another before. She wanted to have that strength someday.

What she wasn't sure of was if she'd always be able to harness and tame that thirst for hunting and power. She surely wouldn't lose her mind and be foolish enough to be caught or attack the leader as Chillylight had. Lessons learned today for her very young mind. Though she didnt want to betray her clan, she'd never kill a clanmate. There were other things that could be killed. She sat with a little contempt smile at the show before her. Not cheering on the leader nor the foe. Just watching it happen. An exciting time to be a new apprentice indeed.

[Madelaine]

| @Casper; @gemini; |

Crowtail's eyes turned to slits when she sank her teeth into the traitors neck. He flexed his claws in and out, but kept back as to not upset his leader more than she was already. The deputy watched the body of the former warrior go limp, knowing nobody could survive that.

The black tom watched as Icestar looked at him. He thought that he might be getting in trouble for interfering, but relaxed when she asked him to join Rockthistle to dispose of the body of their former clanmate. His eyes dilated back to normal and he turned to the warrior. He didn't want to waste any more time.

"Let's drop him off in the outskirts. I think it's where she deserves to be.", Crowtail meowed. The deputy wanted to get this done and over with, so they can retrieve their dead clanmate. He wanted the cat that was murdered to have a proper vigil.

[gemini]

as chillylight took a final heaving breath an almost twisted grin crossed Rockthistle’s face. “This is what she deserved.” she began to walk forward she knew the code she was loyal to. she would never harm the body of the dead but she so badly wanted to after what she had seen earlier in the day. her green eyes reflected the two black cats in front of her, one living and one dead. with a nod she dipped her head as she was called forward. “Yes Icestar...” she said, she didn’t want to touch this traitor’s body but it would have to be removed.
“a perhaps we can bring Splashpelt’s body back for a vigil.” she added turning to Crowtail her green gaze returning to its cold emptiness.

@Psycho Bandit

[BEAR.]

Falconkit was almost in awe by the brutal display that played in front of the Clan. An execution? Clearly it was a sign Icestar's She-catly Emotions controlled her. But he did not believe it was unjustified-- the Sinner she put down seemed to deserve it.

Eager to help, Falconkit headed over to Crowtail and Rockthistle. Should she-cats really be doing such dirty work? "I want to help!" @Psycho Bandit @gemini

[gemini]

@BILL.
as the molly heard a small voice behind her her cold and harsh gaze melted away, it turned into one that was soft and motherly as she smiled at him preparing to explain why that would be a horrible idea. “sorry honey, we can’t have kits doing this work” she said with a soft smile on her face. the molly’s large ears turned to face the small cat just to make sure she would catch everything that he said, the camp was still bustling.

she began to turn away from him, giving a slight toll of her eyes just to dismiss the small cat. she had nothing against him, it was just the thought of bringing a kit to remove a dead body from the camp, let alone retrieve a bloody corpse as well.

[Fawn]

Puddlepaw knew what that meant, she wasn't a mouse-brain! "See what? You're going to be okay. He's going to be okay, right?" she asked, desperation tugging on the edges of her voice and straining it. Tears were beginning to well in the corners of her eyes at the thought of losing her mentor. Even more brokenly, she added, "You're going to save him, aren't you? That's what the p-plants are for." She refused to leave the medicine cat's den, and in her mind, that was a good enough deterrent. If she didn't leave, Flamestrike couldn't die.
@Venus ; @BILL.

[BEAR.]

Falconkit fluffed his fur up defensively, raising his chin to the inferior female. He understood this one ratted out the Evil, and therefore was StarClan Abiding to some degree-- but for her to clean up the dead? Unspeakable. His father had taught him this was tom work, not she-cat. "I was not asking you! I was asking Crowtail," was that his name? "she-cats belong in the nursery. Not dealing with bodies." Besides, he was six moons! Almost an apprentice. @gemini @Psycho Bandit

[Madelaine]

| @BILL.; @gemini; |

Crowtail looked down at the kit not appreciating what he said about she-cats. Not all she-cats belonged in the nursery. They are warriors just like the toms. He looked down at the kit with his eyes softened. "This is not the time for you to come out of camp with us. We don't want to risk your life." , he meowed, calmly. He kept a firm voice as he spoke to show he wasn't getting off that easily.

" She-cats are more than capable of becoming warriors. Not every one of them are good for nurseries. It's a choice. ", he meowed with a low growl. He wouldn't let anybody say anything bad about the females of the clans.

[gemini]

@BILL. @Psycho Bandit
as this small cat spoke again she went speechless “now you listen here-“ she started off almost instantly feeling anger run over her. the molly scrunched her face up and nodded as crowtail answered, she fully agreed with both of his statements.
“here’s the deal bud, i am a formidable warrior and i have the battle scars to prove it,” she flicked her chipped ear “and i would like to spend some time in the nursery, but i never plan to be a queen for my entire life.” she hissed at him.

[lio]

Sootmask remained frozen at the edge of the camp as everything went down. She knew her sister was a murderer, but she had always been far too afraid to say anything in fear that Chillylight would finish off the rest of the family. You killed our parents and our brother, you aren't getting me too. Her blue eyes remained locked on the two fighting under the Highbranch, her tail curled tightly around her paws. Would anyone trust her after this? She didn't want to be associated with the horrible things her sister did, but surely Icestar wouldn't punish her as well? Ever since returning from the Twolegplace and finding out that her family was dead, and later coming to the knowledge that her own sister was the reason, Sootmask had been trying to be everything her sister wasn't- a good, trustworthy warrior. But how would Icestar think of her now?
Sootmask swallowed, her mouth dry. As the last bit of life was drained from her kin, she felt a faint sense of relief. She can't hurt anyone else. Thank you, Icestar. Her ears flattened as she watched the deputy and Rockthistle approach her sister's limp body, and she forced herself to look away. She didn't want to see the blank stare of her dead littermate, or the open wound in her throat. Please, just take her away. Leave her to rot far away from here. I don't want to see her horrible face any longer. Sootmask dug her claws into the ground and listened to the commotion around her, hoping nobody would approach her and ask questions.
I'm not a murderer. I'm not Chillylight. I'm Sootmask. Please trust me.