When the Stars and Moons Fall - a Duo Fandom Mafia

ForestClan; Night 6

"Hello, Elder," a killer purred-

Nope too lazy 'kay Runetail and Rowanpath were killed.
I seriously love how this is playing out.
Rowanpath was a Traitor. Runetail was the Elder.
Hawkfang and Stormheart were mated.

Yay.... Alright sorry this is late I was at a water park for an entire day and am seriously contemplating my life decisions right now 

EDIT:

Hello again. I'm going to actually write this now. Okay? Okay. 

Runetail padded along a stream, eventually abandoning it to delve deeper into the grips of the forest. His whiskers twitched in amusement when he heard a crow scream nearby. I'd suppose the Clan wouldn't mind me eating.

Opening his maw wide, the scents of oak trees, damp wind, dog, and leaf mold whined for Runetail's attention, but he ignored them in favor of his prey. Bushes rustled as he stalked past them, intent on the crow. He saw the beady-eyed bird moments later, pecking at a lump of fur. Blood lingered in the air.

Paws faltering, the tom cocked his head and struggled to decipher the animal, wondering why it was left out. Did a fox kill it? No, then there wouldn't be a body. Besides; it doesn't smell like fox. It smells like-

Excited barks devoured Runetail's ears, making him flatten them to his head.

"Hello, Runetail," a cat puffed, bursting out of the brambles. Their pelt was littered with messy knots, specks of blood, and miniscule cuts, but adrenaline blazed in their eyes. "Ready to die?" 

"Rowanpath? What's happening? Why is there a dog?" Runetail asked, kneading the ground. Worry sharpened his vision. 

"Oh, great StarClan," Rowanpath muttered, flicking an ear dismissively when Runetail gasped. "Listen. You are going to die. This dog will tear you apart. I will watch." 

"St- StarClan?!" Runetail yowled, pelt fully fluffed out. 

Rowanpath hissed in annoyance and glanced behind him, ruffling his fur. "That creature will be here at any moment! Look; just stay. You know you'll die. You've already retired to the elders' den anyway." 

"But-" 

A savage snarl announced the arrival of the dog as it barreled into Runetail, saliva running down its chin. Dark eyes alight with hunger, the animal snapped at the tom's neck and crushed his spine, killing him instantly. 

RUNETAIL was killed. He was the Elder. 

Turning around, it spotted Rowanpath and howled, wagging its sleek tail as it charged towards him. Yowling curses, the traitor dodged its jaws and pelted past, fear drugging the creature's mind. It followed the intoxicating scent, barking enthusiastically while it gained on the tom. 

Rowanpath felt the terror leak from his pelt as he ran, jumping over thorns and nuts littering the forest floor. Thistles dug into his pads, and stripes of dead bark snuggled into the pink flesh. Not daring to look over his shoulder, the warrior raced past a tree and snagged outstretched claws on the wood, hissing violently when the oak wrenched said claws. 

Ignore the pain, ignore the pain, he chanted to himself as he clawed his way up to the branches. The leaves were practically grooming his pelt when Rowanpath felt a vicious tug on his flailing tail. 

Growls of ecstacy accentuated the shrieks of fear as the tom was torn apart, ravaged by a savage beast. Blood still coating its muzzle, the dog rose to its paws and howled, its prey laying cold and dead by red-stained paws. Glazed eyes stared almost accusingly at a tendril of ivy, like the warrior was begging for any salvation for his tortured soul. 

ROWANPATH was killed. He was a traitor. 

Hushed meows outside Pantherstar's den woke the leader, who was too drowsy to understand the words being said. 

"Do you think they'll try to separate us?" 

"I don't care if they do. We'll still be together." 

"But-" 

"Shh. Let's go to sleep and worry about it in the morning, when we're actually confronted with the Clan's reactions." 

"Alright..." 

Paw steps padded away, letting the she-cat close her eyes and claim sleep once more. 

Across the camp, two cats laid down in their combined nest, almost on top of one another as they drifted into unconsciousness. Their tails were tangled beside them, open for all to see. 

HAWKFANG and STORMHEART are mated. They know each others' roles. 

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