Round Three, Scene Seven (ENDING)

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"Fawncloud will be remembered!" Sharpstar growls. Behind him lays a crippled Fawncloud with Ivytalon crouching beside her. "But not you!"
Whitespeck backs into the wall of camp. "Wha-what?" He stutters. "I didn't-"
"Liar!" Ivytalon, despite having no sight, leaps from Fawncloud's side and charges in Whitespeck's general direction.
The white tom lets it happen. He deserves this.
The blind she-cat pounces on her murderous clanmate, bowling him onto the floor. She flings un-aimed blows to his face, feeling flesh tear under her claws. Blood streams from the cuts as Whitespeck jolts back and forth, agony wracking his body.
"This is how it feels!" Ivytalon screeches. "To be blinded! It be murdered!"
Whitespeck falls limp. He is dead.

Nobody wins.

Positions-
Whitespeck- traitor
Brackenheart- medicine cat
Harveyshine- deputy

Thank you for playing! :3

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