Thin Ice | Warrior Cats MiniGame (ON HOLD)

Round Six, Scene Four

"I won't let him get away this time," the dark cat sneers as they approach Redsplash,sleeping. They still don't understand how one can sleep under such conditions, but it makes their job so much easier. They creep closer, teeth bared, claws unsheathed. They stand at the foot of his nest.
"I tried to get you last night," they whisper. "But I was interrupted."
Redsplash raises his head, his eyes flickering open in panic. "Who's there-"
He is cut off by a swift cuff to his left ear, as the dark cat quickly knocks him out. "Aww, You can't blow my cover!" They slowly draw their claws over Redsplash's stomach, savoring the feeling of flesh tearing beneath their claws.
Redsplash twitches, bleeding out, until he falls limp. Dead.
The dark cat laughs, settling back into their nest, waiting for the next morning.

The Next Morning

"Redsplash!" Olivespot is the first to wake up. Her nest is across from Redsplash, and she immediately sees his corpse, lying cold in his nest. "No...!" She jumps up, her fur bristling. She climbs over her dead clanmate to Stormbird's nest. "Stormbird!" She cries, shaking the gray tom with her paw. "Stormbird, Redsplash is dead!"
Stormbird shakes his head, grunting as he stands up. "What?" His eyes move over Olivespot's shoulder, catching a glimpse of Redsplash's corpse.
His face grows stone cold as he stares at the gray she-cat. "Olivespot..." he breathes. "Did you kill Redsplash?"
Olivespot backs away in shock. "Did I kill Redsplash?" She sobs. "Why would I kill Redsplash?"
Stormbird shakes his head. "Well I didn't do it, and you're the only one left here!"
Olivespot blinks, looking to the side. "What about Quailstar?" She suggests.
"She would never do such a thing!" He spits. "You killed Redsplash!"

Is Olivespot guilty?