"Why would you do this to me? You're too innocent for this!" Ravenwhisper cried out as a cat stalked up slowly.

"Because," The cat answered simply. "Our Clan is too lazy and annoying. They need a rightful and fair leader, and that leader will be me!" The cat cried out, their form casting a small shadow against the ground.

"So how are you gonna kill me? With your tiny claws? I know for a fact you can't fight very well." He teased, a scowl forming on his face.

"Nah, I was thinking more...a claw to the chest. The easy way." Without warning, The cat sprang up and landed squarely on the deputy, stabbing him in the heart with their claws. He immediately dropped dead.

Ravenwhisper is dead.
Ravenwhisper was innocent.

"Well, I better get back to camp. Don't want anybody worrying about me, do we?"
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Emberstar awoke to her own accord, not the voice of her deputy. Was he still mad at her? All she was doing was protecting her kit.

Shaking out her ginger fur, The she-cat stepped out into the clearing and found the answer to her question. He was dead. How wonderful.

As if on cue, Lillystream ran into the clearing, her fur still a mess from sleeping. Her wails hurt the leader's heart more than she expected, but the numbness was still there.

Turning her attention to the few remaining cats, the shape of Lichenkit standing off to the side caught her attention. He was the only cat left in the Clan besides Emberstar and Lillystream, and he was just watching the She-cat mourn over her dead mate. Emberstar knee how she felt. But there was something that didn't seem right with Lichenkit...