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Post by Lenin Cat on Jul 31, 2015 17:37:42 GMT -5
Nightstorm shrugged "Let's investigate this. Who was Spottedpelt's enemies?"
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Post by Flicker on Jul 31, 2015 18:04:16 GMT -5
Mothcloud was silent, picking up his old clanmate by the scruff so he could help carry her back to camp. He didn't know a lot about Spottedpelt. She had always just been another clanmate, in his eyes, no one he was especially close to. He put down the body for a moment, narrowing his eyes. "Let's go find Littlestar." He suggested. The Leader had to know what to do in a situation like this, right?
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Post by Cloverheart ✿ on Jul 31, 2015 21:49:22 GMT -5
Whiteface stood aside, eyes deep with grief. She looked over. "I'll go get her." She murmured solemnly, slowing padding towards camp. Upon reaching the leader's den, she called out in a choked voice. "Littlestar..? It's Spottedpelt.. she's been.. murdered." She let out the last word unwillingly, still horrified that someone would do this.
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Post by ❄🐾Luna🐾❄ on Aug 1, 2015 10:37:39 GMT -5
Whisperflower just laid burrying her nose into the fur. She was attached to all clan-mates, even thought some may not like her.
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Aug 1, 2015 13:45:31 GMT -5
Littlestar gasped slightly. "How? Do you know?" She mewed.
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Post by Flicker on Aug 1, 2015 17:55:26 GMT -5
Mothcloud walked into camp, carrying his former clanmate by the scruff. He didn't like holding a body, but he seemed to be the least shaken out of his clanmates, so he took the job upon himself. He put Spottedpelt by the middle of camp. His expression was still emotionless, but the sharp flicks of his tail revealed pent-up rage. He waited for Littlestar to arrive, staring pointedly at the Leader's Den. It was her job to lead the clan through this, after all. Surely the Leader had a solution.
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Aug 1, 2015 18:09:26 GMT -5
Littlestar came out. "Scent the body for any clues. And look for any remaining fur," she yowled. She had fury in her eyes and her voice was snappy. "Whoever did this must be punished!" she murmured.
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Post by ❄🐾Luna🐾❄ on Aug 1, 2015 19:50:59 GMT -5
Whisperflower heard and responded to Littlestar. "I have tried and all I can smell is our clan scent. I can't quite get any fur, .. But why.. who hates Spottedpelt" She sat down and put her paw to her cheak, then her ears perked up. "Wait just right there." she left and returned with stones for all the remaining clan. "Littlestar do you get what I want to do?"
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Aug 3, 2015 16:51:12 GMT -5
Littlestar whipped around. "Oh, Whisperflower.. What is it?"
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Post by ❄🐾Luna🐾❄ on Aug 3, 2015 17:28:55 GMT -5
Whisperflower meowed proudly in what she thought was a good idea. "We could use the rocks to vote a suspicious clan-mate out! We put our rock in the nest of the cat we think is guilty and the one with the most rocks is exiled! I heard thats how cats did it many many moons ago in a clan, I think it was called ThunderClan?" (HAHA! I managed to sneak Murders in ThunderClan in >XD)
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Aug 3, 2015 17:36:57 GMT -5
"Hmm.. I'll think about it," Littlestar mewed. She looked aorund to see if any cats were acting peculiar.
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Post by ❄🐾Luna🐾❄ on Aug 3, 2015 18:16:50 GMT -5
Whisperflower looked happy for her coming up with a idea but yet terrified with Spottedpelt's recent murder.
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Post by Cloverheart ✿ on Aug 3, 2015 18:48:46 GMT -5
Whiteface watched sadly as her friends body was pulled into camp. She wondered--would the murderer strike again? And why would anyone do such a thing? She looked around at her clanmates, praying for their lives and the death of the one who murderer poor Spottedpelt.
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Post by Orientall on Aug 3, 2015 19:35:00 GMT -5
Brambleface seated himself in the middle of the camp, his striped tail thumping against the ground while his gaze was locked on Littlestar's den. He nervously shifted his paws in the dust as he waited for either Whisperflower or Littlestar to announce what they will be doing about the murder.
His yellow eyes trailed from one cat to another, his gaze remaining fixed on Mothcloud. Now that Brambleface thought about it, Mothcloud was the one who had the least reaction when they discovered Spottedpelt's body. Was it because he knew she was dead already? Brambleface wanted to tell himself he was being silly for accusing him for such a crime but there was no doubt that a Clanmate had done it.
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Post by ♪♫•*Crescent-o♪♫•* on Aug 3, 2015 20:41:49 GMT -5
Littlestar climbed onto the high rock. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather under the high rock for a clan meeting," she yowled.
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