beginning of the end [open for TC reactions, but not attackers]

[Poprock]

Robinwhisker jumped as an unfamiliar voice howled nearby. Who was that? When she discovered the terrifying sight of a bloody Lionstorm standing over a body... wait... whose body was that?

Horror, anguish and disgust shot through her at the sight of Buckstar, her leader, lying dead at the Riverclan cat's paws. She let out a loud yowl, unable to look at his mutilated corpse. Would Starclan even heal that? "How could you?" She screeched, claws unsheathing. "Thunderclan were your allies! The coyotes were the ones to kill your clanmates, not us!" She cried, voice wobbly.

She raced toward the murderer, letting her warrior instincts take over. Lionstorm killed Buckstar, and now he was going to pay.
@BILL. (You can do whatever you want to her, but I would prefer if you didn't kill her)

[spade]

No. It couldn’t be. Not...

”You’re the coward!”

Rage filled Applepaw to the brim, her good eye narrowed into slits as she dashed out of the apprentices’ den. fur standing on end in all directions. No, nononono. He couldn’t be dead. But there he was, his lifeless body splayed disrespectfully on the clearing, with his... murderer standing over him.

Red clouded her vision. Red was in her ears, nose, even tingling at the edge of her paws. Her mentor... her role model.

Gone.

With a screech the tri-colored molly launched herself towards Lionstorm with a surprising amount of speed, tears and grief blinding her as she stretched her claws out, unsheathed and aiming directly for the golden tabby’s throat.

// @BILL.

[Exis]

Sunhowl heard the call as he’d been walking nearby and padded up, looking at his obviously dead leader. How stupid. “Dude, you’re being in idiot. Dogs killer your mate, not us. Stop being an jerk and go home before you get yourself killed.”The cats around here, they were like toddlers. He sounded like a baby crying for a toy not a grieving mate. How atrocious. If this was the former leader of Riverclan he preferred Sootstar, heck anyone was better than this idiot.

He flicked his tail in annoyance as he moved forward to collect his leader. “Don’t bite, just a medicine cat trying to collect his dead. I don’t want to get in the way of your temper tantrum.” he mewed as he walked by and grabbed Buckstarby the scruff.
@BILL.

[Akira]

Originally Posted by BILL.

His objections fell on deaf ears, and all Lionstorm saw was red.

"Don't you dare lie to me!" That just spurred on Lionstorm's resentment, his fury toward the dying leader. "I know you did it, you jackass!"

Even as Yuckstar faded, Lionstorm didn't stop his assault on his body. "And now you--" It started with continuing to slash at his throat, shredding his flesh until it was nothing more than a mangled mess.

StarClan could heal fatal wounds, but not fast enough. The continued inflicted injuries were resulting in Yuckstar waking up.. only to fade away again. It was satisfying, and stirred the fire that ignited in Lionstorm's veins. He wasn't done -- his breathing was elevated as he continued his attack, indiscriminate now as he raked his claws across Buckstar's remains.

It didn't stop until moments after Yuckstar was done moving completely. By that point, he was hardly recognizable as a cat - Lionstorm had mauled his body into pieces.

And he still wasn't done. "And your Clan.."

He took a step back from Buckstar's remains, coated in a combination of fresh and drying blood. "Will pay."

Because Yuckstar was only the beginning. All of ThunderClan needed to pay for what they've done. None of them could be trusted, not anymore. Not after Yuckstar's betrayal.

Thankfully, Buckstar left a nice scent trail right to their camp.

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[ From this point, this is open to all ThunderClan cats.
If anyone would like their character to be killed by Lionstorm let me know,
I'm fine with him killing 1-2 characters before this ends. ]

"ThunderClan!"

Lionstorm wasn't bothering to make a quiet entrance as he entered the camp.

"Come out and fight me you murdering cowards!" He bared his bloodied fangs, pausing in the heart of the clearing.

He was on high alert, aware he was painting a target on himself but he didn't give a damn. ThunderClan crossed a line with their actions and there was no going back.

(A part of him knew he had crossed a line too, but nothing was fixing the bleeding void in his chest that Fawnsqueak had left. This was the only answer.)

"I killed your leader, and I'll kill as many of you as it takes to avenge my mate you savages killed."

[ @Jackpot, @implimm ]

Thistlethorn looked up in alarm. Buckstar was... dead?! No! Looking up, he snarled when he saw Lionstorm. Of course. The oversized kit who enjoyed throwing a tantrum would do this. Did he have a death wish? Highly likely. With a roar, he threw himself at Lionstorm, aiming to gain revenge for his leader.

"What's wrong?" He hissed. He knew he was going to cross a line but, if Lionkit was willing to do so, he would to. "Angry you couldn't protect your own Clanmates? Must be hard being a failure like you, letting his Clan down repeatedly." Thistlethorn rarely got angry, but this was an exception. His tolerance could only go so far.

(I'd rather he not die, please).

[plum]

There was no way of telling that this would happen.

He'd gone out for a walk after sitting with Rosekit at the Clan meeting. Where Sunhowl and Iciclepaw were announced as their new medicine cats. Where he sat rather proudly watching the apprentice, and observing his Clanmates.

But now they had an intruder in their midst, a bloodthirsty fallen star ravenous for more matter to swallow up as it began to collapse into itself. What a catastrophic chain of events.

Rainywhisker does not hesitate to meet Lionstorm in the clearing, the fur along his spine rising. Deep copper eyes flash as he regards the tom.

"What are you saying," he growls. "What are you saying about Buckstar." His stomach rolls. Lionstorm was too far gone to lie.

So it was true.

As his Clanmates roil around him, he takes a step closer to Lionstorm, lifting his head and meeting the tom's frantic stare with a challenging, stone cold look. He wasn't fearful. "You know somewhere that that is not true. But this must be what you've been hiding all along, this... This nonsensical delusion. Or is it that you've grown tired of thinking at all anymore?" The threat wasn't masked.
[ BILL. ]

[Starfall]

Spiderthroat
@BILL. @Exis
(Feel free to give him a good scar)

The tortoiseshell awoke with a start, chaos erupting around him. He didn't even get time to fully wake up before he was rolling out the entrance of the Den. Claws out. First thing he saw was an incredibly aggrivated tom who didn't belong in the middle of their clearing. Golden tabby covered in blood had him on high alert.

Flicking his tail he gave the newly announced Medicine Cat a side glance. "What's with this crazy tom in the clearing?" he asked, words slightly slurred with sleep.

[Silverfur & Co]

Silverdust had padded out from the meeting hearing all the commotion she raced to the scene she saw buckstar being taken away by the med cat and she sighs "Lionstorm get your head straight!" She screamed it at the tom she didn't care at this point she still had the will to live but she was not gonna let a cat from another clan speak of her clan or her former leader sorely "You just got a stick up your fishy rear end and you need to get it out. None of us thunderclaners would have hurt any of you riverclaners. Your just putting nonsense in your own head. Go back to your clan or wherever it is you belong now." She yawned. She had enough of the games (Don't kill her she just trying to talk sense)

[duCky]

- Pumpkinnose -
Pumpkinnose froze in shock and horror as she heard the screams echo through the forest. She instantly knew who those two voices belonged to. Before she could do anything, Lionstorm stormed into the clearing, screaming in a fit of rage. First he accused Buck, and now he had just killed him. It was all to much. "You killed him. You killed HIM! How could you!", she growled, trying to hold back the urge to fight. He wasn't a former leader anymore, he was a murderer.

@BILL.
(Feel free to react, just don't kill her)

[Mango]

(She’s open for getting a few wounds)

Porcupineberry slipped silently out of the warrior’s den, her muscular build was hidden under her thick russet fur as the docile molly padded over to the group of cats harassing the murderer, she had always admired Lionstorm and frankly she could tell that he seemed to be grief stricken and not thinking straight. She gulped she wanted to help defuse the situation, and frankly screaming at Lionstorm wasn’t the answer,” Lionstorm, sweetie, I know you’re upset that cats you care about are dead, but try to think clearly. How about you head over to where your...mate is with me, and show me the scent you’ve noticed of Thunderclan on your mate. I’m certain, Eveningmist will exile or execute the cat who would murder a Thunderclanner, grief can be blinding. How about you cool down and think things through, if by some chance you are right that all of Thunderclan planned this out, you are welcome to return for revenge, but I think you need to sleep on this sweetheart. ” she meowed. She wanted to wrap her tail around Lionstorm to comfort him, but she knew better than to do such a thing. She was absolutely furious with him, but she knew a grief stricken cat couldn’t think straight and this would get bloody fast. It would be better to talk him down and then quietly inform Riverclan and let them exile him or whatever.

[Pand1440]

The commotion flew past the young medicine cat apprentice, and in a flash she was out of the den. And,, a cat,, a golden tabby cat was there declaring her fathers death. The father she had never yet really called father. The one who she promised wouldn't go as well. NO!! no,,, this was supposed to be a happy day.,, who- why,, StarClan... She saw the familiar white-spotted, brown pelt being dragged by her mentor. She saw the cats attacked this devil they called Lionsorm. Iciclepaw probaly heard of him, but in this moment,,, all seemed lost. "Is this really what StarClan wants,,, more fighting. YOU MAY HAVE LOST YOUT CATS, BUT BECAUSE OF THAT YOU SHOULD ALSO KNOW HOW IT FEELS.. . Lionstorm,- whoever you are called- you have no right to be here,,," Her paws where getting colder by the minute, heart plunging deeper into the frozen river of doom.

[ @BILL.]