Blood Shadows || A Warrior Cats Mafia

R1 - Scene One

(Voting is in the next round, tell me if I'm making these too long lol I get excited about writing, but I don't want to bore you. Feel free to skip to the end if you don't want to read)

The bright sun was already high above the camp in the early morning, illuminating the entrances to the FlickerClan dens and giving warmth to the cats patrolling the camp.

Inside the kits den, Wishtail was lazily slumped in the corner, watching her kits fondly with a playful smile, while Marigoldsun quietly groomed Mousekit's fur. Breezekit and Dapplekit were playfighting in the background, leaping onto each other energetically.

"Haha, you'll never beat me!" Dapplekit squealed. Breezekit rolled her eyes. "Give it a rest already, I've beaten you three times," the kit complained. Her gaze shifted to her brother in the corner, swallowing nervously as she stared at him. "Come on, Bumblekit. Why don't you try and beat her?" Breezekit tried to encourage him.

The little tom-kit shook his head timidly. "I-I'm fine..." he mumbled. Dapplekit got up from her position, releasing Breezekit from her grip. "Oh come on, you're such a coward, and a buzzkill!" the kit wailed loudly. Wishtail shot up from her position. "Now, you leave your brother alone!" she scolded, and Dapplekit stared at the floor.

Bumblekit's eyes watered, and he raced out of the den sobbing. "I-I'm not a coward," the tom cried. The tiny kit sprinted through the camp, earning odd looks from the cats he ran past. He didn't know where he was going, but he craved somewhere to think, away from his sisters. Before he knew it, he slowly realised his mistake.

He had accidently run out of the camp, into the unfamiliar forest clearing. "M-Ma?" he whimpered fearfully. 

"Lost, little one?" a voice came from behind. "Yes! Are you in FlickerClan? I-I want to go home..." the kit asked, hopefully. The voice chuckled. "Oh you will go home, I promise..."

"Wh-" In a flash, Bumblekit was met with sharp claws, and he screamed in terror. The small kit wasn't fast enough to move away, his terrified attempts to scramble from the cat's grip proving to be futile. Within seconds, his throat and fur were torn to pieces, and his cries silenced, mouth falling open with a final exhale. The cat sprinted off quickly, running into the trees.

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Wishtail, frantically looking for her escaped son, suddenly heard a terrified scream from the forest. Her eyes widened in fear, and she sprinted towards the sound through the forest, nearly tripping over several branches in the process.

"Bumblekit! Bumblekit!" The she-cat called frantically, until her voice died in her throat. Ginger fur torn up, blood soaked pelt. Bumblekit was dead.

Wishtail began to cry hysterically, screaming. "Duskstar! Duskstar! My son... No, please" the mother wailed in grief.

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(Back at camp after Wishtail announces his death)

Duskstar prowled angrily above the cats below him, glaring at every single one of them. 

"My son has been brutally murdered, and I'm going to find out which one of you did it!" he hissed.

Gasps were heard at the mention of the kit's name. Little Bumblekit? Horrified conversations broke out, until a voice behind the rock began...

"I think it was..."

(Voting next round)