Thin Ice | Warrior Cats MiniGame (ON HOLD)

Round One, Scene Four

The sad Clan carries Nightfur's body to her grave.
"So who did it?" Swiftpath tries to start conversation. It isn't working.
"Are you kidding, Swiftpath?" Maplepool hisses. "Nightfur just died. She's d-e-a-d."
Reahstep glances back at the two. "Aren't we supposed to be silent?"
Perchfoot rolls his eyes at the rear of the line. "Just stop talking!"
Maplepool sighs. "Perchfoot, shut up."
The clan keeps marching through the forest.
"This is no use," says Perchfoot. "Why don't we split up and scout out burial places that way?"
Swiftpath's fur spikes. "Split up?" He mews, panic sparking in his eyes. "There's a killer on the loose!"
"It would be more effective," Reahstep says, stepping forward. "We could cover more ground."
Maplepool nudges Swiftpath. "It'll be okay."
The cats pad their separate ways, leaving one to guard Nightfur's body.

A yowl splits the air.

"Who was that?"
Everybody slips through the trees back to the area where Nightfur's body was.
"Wait..."
Swiftpath looks around.
"Where's..."
Reahstep starts to shake.
"Perchfoot?"
The groups combs through the dense forest, over and over again.
"It's no use," Swiftpath shivers. "We'll never find him in this forest."
Maplepool shakes her head, closing her eyes. "I hope he's safe in StarClan."

There is nobody to accuse.