Hey Duskfall, I murdered two cats and I'm joining our enemies (Closed for me and Pika)

She couldn't go to Soaringwing, he was gone. She couldn't go to Blazingheart, he was dead. She couldn't go to her father, he wouldn't understand. Stormstrike was all alone and always thinking about Flames and Meadow and Boneclan. She often wondered close to Twolegplace, hoping to catch a glimpse of the rouges, but never did. The decision was nagging at her brain; to stay, or to go. What would grandpa want? She asked herself, picturing the ginger tabby. He'd want what was best for me. He'd want me to be happy, and I don't think it's here. And plus, once someone finds out about the two cats I murdered, I'll be exiled for sure anyway. I need to confess to Duskfall and tell him I'm leaving. The pale grey and cream she-cat stood up and slowly padded out of the warrior's den, shaking moss off her fur. She saw what seemed to be a brown-furred figure standing near-by and sulked up to it. "Duskfall, I need to speak with you. It's urgent." depression hung in her green eyes; she had been feeling down lately because Soaringwing was gone.

"What is it?" Duskfall asked from his place in the clearing. The old tom had been grooming himself in the warmth of the Greenleaf sun while it lasted. His fur was groomed as usual, but tufts on his back were in a little disarray from his lack of practicing grooming behind him. He'd been too used to his mate, Softsong's assistance, and her company. But the tom was doing well with the whole grieving your mate's death, it was more the fact that now his family was falling apart and he had no clue how to piece it together. And from Stormstrike's tone, he had a hunch that it wasn't going to be good news.

OOC: Sorry for the wait, I didn't know you posted

IC: Stormstrike took a big look at her mother's father, trying to see him as long as she could before leaving. The she-cat took a deep breath, then started to talk. "Duskfall, I love you so much. I love my father and the clan, too, but this isn't right. I can't be here any more." She looked down at her paws and curled her tail into a tight spiral behind her. Taking a swallow that seemed to have trouble going down her throat, she continued. "I've made some mistakes, some big mistakes, here. Soaringwing is gone and Blazingheart is too, also Soft...I mean, uh...most of my family." She didn't want to say her dead grandmother's name in front of Duskfall. "My mom and dad aren't together anymore and my life is falling apart. I feel like I...I feel like it's time for me to go, too." She meant to tell him about the murders, she really did, but now, in front of her grandfather and only family left that she still likes, she couldn't find the courage.