Rainywhisker emerges from their leader's den, his paws leaving little tracks of blood as he approaches her up from behind. His copper eyes were dull, but focused nonetheless. This was the she-cat who had killed Buckstar moments ago. She was a dangerous murderer, a villain, an outlier in their Clan for the brutal and unjustified slaughter of their own leader. But all Rainywhisker saw was an incredibly lost soul. He wouldn't yet wonder how she'd gotten so far from reality in her own mind, that was best done in the later hours of the evening. When he was alone, and couldn't get to sleep. Now, he would pursue what he had been all along.
His gaze leaves the molly to surveil their camp, their home. The ones they knew and loved. It seemed that so far, nobody had believed Frostpaw's cries of wolf in the den. Only the kits, who shouldn't have been out in this chill, seemed confused. And their deputy approached with the same skeptical inquiry. He dips his head to Eveningmist.
"I will explain this." It was his fault, so he owed them as much.
Turning to the gathering crowd, he lifts his chin. "I had received a dream that I believe to have been from StarClan, and went to confer with Buckstar on its meaning. Frostpaw was called in, and the decision was made to dismiss her of her rank as medicine cat's apprentice. But after being told to go select a nest in the apprentice's den, she lashed out and struck Buckstar with the intent to kill him- And she did. He lies in his den now, and will likely be with us again shortly. Do not worry for him." Pausing, he glances at his apprentice- No, his former apprentice. "Frostpaw," he rasps. "There may still be forgiveness for you if you admit your wrongdoings and apologize..." His tone was heavily laden with sympathy.
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With all the yowling that was going on, the russet furred she-cat thought that perhaps another pack of wild beasts had broken the camp wall. Each pawstep she took from the warriors den felt heavy as stone, until she finally turned her gaze onto who was on top of the Thunderwillow. Frostpaw... and Rainywhisker. Confusion flittered across Splitstorm's expression as she listened carefully. Buckstar was dead? How many lives did their leader intend to lose? Without speaking a word, she continued to listen to what else had to be said, curious about what Frostpaw's reaction would be.
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Lifting his head lazily from where he'd been taking a nap near the warriors den, Sunchaser was ever so confused. Frostpaw killed Buckstar? Well, good riddance then. He stretched his jaws in a yawn before laying his head back onto his paws.
Fleetwinds head jerked into the air, confused by the yowling from near the warriors den. He had barely made sense of what the seemingly panicked Frostpaw was saying when Rainywhisker emerged with a completely different story. He was somewhat inclined to believe the first cat, although one of them certainly seemed more calm and collected. Frostpaw just seemed confused and chaotic, and a meeting to demote her seemed fairly plausible, so he was more inclined to believe Rainywhisker on the topic of her potentially being a murderer. Still, he approached cautiously, unsheathing his claws. If either of them was nuts enough to hurt Buckstar, who would certainly come to and say who had done it, there was no telling what they would do next.
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Silverclaw looked at Rainywhisker. Ha! She was right. Rainywhisker hadn't killed Buckstar- wait what?! Frostpaw had done it? Well, it made sense. She had lied about Buckstar having lost his last life during the coyote attack. Clueless she-cat, thinking she can get away with it.
(Look what you've done to my poor baby)
~Bluekit~
Bluekit cocked his head to the side a little bit. So the cat with smoke was called Frostpaw. And that was Rainywhisker! Wait, what was he saying? Someone had killed Buckstar? And he was saying it was Frostpaw? Bluekit was very confused.
Forestpaw had started panicking when she noticed the smoke fearing it was another fire, that was when Frostoaw burst out screaming that....Buckstar was dead!? Wait...what!? Now she was saying Rainywhisker...murdered him!? The russet she cat stood shocked unsure what to think.
As Rainywhisker padded out with a solemn look she froze for she noticed the blood on his paws...however his calm and sad attitude made it hard to believe he could have killed someone. His additude was the opposite of Frostoaws frenzied state. Still Forestpaw was unsure who to believe...but slowly the medicine cat’s story made more a more sense. There was only one thing that made her uncomfortable...was she(and the other apprentcies) going to have to share the apprentices den with...a murder?
Thistlethorn rolled his eyes. Rainywhisker only confirmed his thoughts, and he turned to Frostpaw with a cold glare, fury hidden between the ice in his eyes. "Can't handle being demoted, huh?" He growled. "A murderer has no place in ThunderClan."
FoxPaw's Stomach Growled in hunger. "Hey, Uh, MaplePaw, Can we go eat? I'm starving" MaplePaw Nodded And they both got up and walked together to the Fresh-kill pile. FoxPaw Noticed MistyPaw Eating there. "Hey MistyPaw" As she sat down and took one for herself, MaplePaw doing the same @Moon Kit
FoxPaw Was eating at the fresh Kill Pile With MistyPaw and MaplePaw. Her Orange Pelt Reflected from the sun, making it noticeable, harder to miss.
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