Accusation (Open to SkC)

Snowstorm sat through all of this. "SkyClan would never do such a thing." she said coolly. She stood up. "Why would we?" she asked.

Oceanpaw walked over. She stood next to Silverstone. "Please, lets not lead this to bloodshed. Teeth and claws wont make anything better." she said.

The tom felt more drained than ever. He knew it would be nigh impossible to convince the leader of his clanmate's crime. He knew he should have expected this. His white head turned to face, squinting slightly due to his age and the darkness of night. "Get it over with, then," Ashcloud murmured to the Skyclan she-cat Silverstone with a tired, yet blank expression. He had nothing left. No clan, no true kin, just grief waiting for him. "Do it. I will be burying my daughter alone." It was no threat. He did not look angry as he spoke to her. Some of his... adopted children would have reacted in the same way if a bloody stranger accused one of their clanmates.kestrelstorm will kill him after this, so please don't actually try

He set his green gaze on the Skyclan leader for the last time. "The plumpest freshkill often have the most maggots, Crowstar. Sorry to wake you all." He looked over the cats surrounding him, now only feeling a weak bubble of resentment as he locked eyes with the murderer whose name he still didn't know. With that he slowly trudged back out into the forest, tail low. As he left, it felt as if his heart had been left in the camp, barely beating. Justice would never be served, would it?

All that could be done was to bury her.

Jaypaw turned to his mentor, surely she wouldn't hurt the elderly rouge tom. Would she? No, hopefully. Jaypaw couldn't imagine that.

Nettletail locked eyes with the tom as he left, full of cold disdain. Let him keep his pretend dignity; he had nothing left. She felt a faint twinge of sympathy, but pushed it away. It was his fault for leaving the Clans and allowing himself to like that traitorous she-cat. Waving her spiky tail, she disappeared into the warriors' den, exhausted from hunting. And other things. Of course, training with Lost was not really rest or sleep, but it was better than dealing with the weaklings in other Clans.... And also some of the weaklings in SkyClan. Pebblethorn sprang to mind as Nettletail unsheathed her claws and fell into a dark sleep.

Streampaw watched as the RiverClan tom walked away. " And don't come back! " she yowled at the stranger. Who are you? You have RiverClan scent but I've never seen you at gatherings.How dare you!You just stroll in and accuse my clan of MURDERING your daughter?!! I don't think so!!!!! Streampaw thought. She could barely contain her anger at this cat. She bolted out of camp , ready too take out her anger on the prey. Many cats tried to stop her. She sprinted over to her favorite tree, slashing with her claws.