Round Three Scene One

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The clan was quiet that night. The wind was blowing slowly, prey was rustling in the leave a and the cats were all asleep in their dens. That is, all but one.

The killer slowly crept out of the den, making sure not to step on the tails of others. They couldn't sleep. They didn't know that they were going to kill that night. Until a thought popped into their head.

BrightClan is known for killing, right? They thought. I've always wanted to try it. They shook their head. No. I'm not going to kill. But they heard a voice coming from the medicine den. A new side of this cat, one that no one has seen, took over.

"Graytail." They mewed kindly. The silver-gray tom looked over and smiled. A pang of guilt stabbed at their heart. But they sat there, smiling, until he stopped looking at them, then raked his back with unsheathed claws.

"What are you doing, K-" Graytail yowled, but was cut off by the killer cutting their throat. "Ssh. I don't want any cat to know." They whispered in his cold ear, now lifeless. But being too tired to walk back to their den, they sat and slept outside the medicine den.

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"Whitestar!" Silverheart yowled, waking the white and tabby leader. She sleeping blinked awake, only to find her silver deputy looking down on her. "Graytail's been..." She stopped. Her eyes glistened with grief. Whitestar shot up.

"What happened, Silverheart?" She asked, trying not to snap. Graytail had been one her friends and most trusted cats, so if he was injured in any way, she would kill the cat who did it. "Just come look." The silver tabby whispered. The two cats padded out of the den, pelt touching.

Cats were gathered around the medicine den. Whitestar pushed herself to the front, and what she saw made her wail in regret. Graytail was clawed across the flank and was slitted in the throat. There was dark fur littered everywhere, mixed in with the silvery gray of his. Silverheart pushed herself to the front of the crowd and buried her nose in her brother's fur.

"Cats of BrightClan! Our medicine cat, Graytail, has been killed, and one of these cats did it." Whitestar yowled from the den. Silverheart spoke up. "Dark fur is littered everywhere!" She screeched.

Lightspots and Turtlenose were hiding the four kits from the body, while brushing their pelts against each other's. "Let me see!" Stormkit squealed, pushing against his mother's legs. Gingersnap was looking down at the ground, and Whitestar could see loneliness in her eyes. She brushed her tail along the ginger's spine for comfort.

Thorntail padded over to her and Whitestar buried her face in his fur. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Leafwish try to comfort Silverheart and Tigerspot sitting next to Gingersnap to make her feel better. Silverheart suddenly snapped up.

"I need to accuse someone of this crime! And who do I chose?" She yowled. She glared at the cats. "I accuse..."

Aaaand I'll stop there! Sorry if its not as good as normal XD

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