Broken || A Warrior Cats Mafia

Round Three Scene Three

The killer was dozing peacefully in their den. They were dreaming if catching prey for the clan, but they were awoken by a tail on their face.

Great. They thought. They sat up and stretched, then padded out of the den.

Wait. Aren't Patchfall and Flowerberry sitting vigil? Oh, right. Just Patchfall. They thought. They went into the medicine cat den and saw who they were looking for.

"Flowerberry! Nice seeing you here. How's your first day as a medicine cat?" They asked. The ginger and white she-cat shrugged. But the killer wouldn't stop there. They stepped in front of the medicine cat, ginger and white fur brushing it.

"What are you doing?" Flowerberry asked. The killer placed their paw on hers.

"Let's go on a walk. You need to get out of the den." They mewed. Flowerberry grinned.

"I'm glad you think so, 'cause it's true. Let's go." She mewed. The two cats walked out of the den and into the forest. When they got to the stream, the she cat stopped for a moment. That was just enough.

"Wha-" She murmured, but the killed slashed their claws through the air. They didn't want to actually cut Flowerberry in any way. They wanted to drown her. Feeling like they scared her enough, they shoved his into the stream. The ginger and white cat's fur turned dark in the water.

"Why are you doing this?" She yowled. But the current was so strong that it carried her downstream. The killer listened closely and heard her pleas deafen. She was gone. The killer ran down the stream to the edge and saw her. Dead.

Perfect.

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"NO!!!" Whitestar jerked awake. Someone was in trouble! She burst out of her den and yowled.

"What happened?" But she was answered. Flowerberry was dead. Gingersnap and Lightspots worked together to bring in the tiny, wet body. Patchfall was the one who yowled.

"Flowerberry, please.. stay here! Stay with me! Please... No.." The ginger and white tom yowled. Whitestar felt her heart break for the little tom. His sister had just drowned.

"Someone is still killing!" Silverheart yowled. Whitestar looked at her clanmates. Lightspots, Thorntail, Gingersnap and Turtlenose were sharing tongues by the medicine den. Patchfall still had his nose buried in his sister's fur. Tigerspot was keeping the kits at bay.

"Whitestar! Come on!" Silverheart yowled. Whitestar reluctantly turned into her den. Who keeps doing this? She thought. And why?

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