This doesn't run in the family, I swear!

Scorchfang sighed heavily as he padded into the leaders' den with his younger brother and apprentice Wildpaw by his side. He could already guess how Nettlesting would react to this new development, but he wasn't too sure what Littlestar would do, which made him all the more afraid. But he and Wildpaw both knew this had to be done regardless.

"Littlestar, Nettlesting," he greeted the leader and medicine cat, respectively, with a respectful bow of his head to each of them. He then gestured with his bushy tail to his still messy and bloodied little brother. "I'm sorry for bothering you two again so soon, but... Wildpaw here... he has something he needs to get off his chest." Please, StarClan, don't exile him... he silently prayed.

Nettlesting raised his eyebrow. The outspoken brother of the Deputy, the one who hated she-cats, stood before him with the deputy. "Please don't tell me there's another half blood out there we need to hide from the clan?" he said with a sigh. "Or is this one another murder?" his green eyes narrowed in wait.

((ooc; I read the other topic. Something I thought of that might be fun, since Nettlesting went to WindClan recently about one of theirs murdering a warrior is Nettlesting can offer Wildpaw as theirs for compensation. ((Either for them to kill or keep as a slavveeeeee))
or Nettle can call for an execution (If you want Rowan)
I just think we can do something interesting and unique with this versus ~exile~ again.))

Wildpaw had his head lowerd and ears laying flat on his head looking nervously at Nettlesting and Littlestar, wondering what his punishment would be. He looked up at Scorchfang and sighed. "A murder.. I-I killed a warrior. I'm sorry! I didn't mean for him to die just for him to get going..." Wildpaw quickly meowed as he started shaking like a leaf "Please d-don't exile me p-please... I-I'd do a-a-anything" he stammerd.

OOC: Nah it would be fun but I want my Wild boi to stay in SC but we might be able to come up with something... Mabye like he has to be Nettlestings slave for a moon or so and fetch him herbs and all that ... Althought that would be like making him medicien apprentice for a moon but to him it would be a punichment, he doesn't wanna be a medicien cat assistant or anything like that

Littlestar stifled an exhausted sigh as Scorchfang approached her and Nettlesting with the same look in his eyes as last time. Only this time, he had brought his son, Wildpaw. Oh, StarClan this can't be good. She thought with tired exasperation.

She sat up from her comfortable lying position and neatly curled her tail around her paws. Her remaining ear flicked as the apprentice spoke, and it took all of her strength to stop herself from sagging in disappointment, though it was clearly shown in her eyes along with frustration. "Wildpaw.. Do you even know what this means? Not just for you but for your clanmates?" She shook her head in disbelief. "We're already in such high-tensions with the clans, and you can't restrain yourself enough to not murder another cat and maybe start a totally unnecessary war?" She meowed bluntly, forcing her fur to lie flat. Being leader was going to be the death of her. "I appreciate your honesty, but murder does not offer a light punishment." She spoke pointedly, her deep blue eyes boring into the apprentice. "You will demoted to kit status for two moons, along with taking the name Wildkit, and you will help anyone, even the apprentices, with anything they need around camp. Nettlesting," She paused to look at her medicine cat, "Should you need a helper in the medicine den, or if you just need your nest fluffed or changed, all you need to do is ask this young tom." She added, bringing her gaze back to rest on the hot-headed apprentice. Was she being too hard on him..? No. This was what he needed to learn from his terrible mistake. With a firm nod to herself, she opened her mouth to speak once more. The question she had been dreading the answer to. "One more thing, Wildkit. What clan were they from because you will be coming with me to formally apologize to their leader and family." She told him gravely, fearing the worst. No matter what clan, it would end terribly. If it was one of their allies, they might lose them, and if it was the latter.. well they might have a war on their paws. Hopefully his apology would prevent that.

Nettlesting hid a grin. Poor Wildkit had no idea what he was in for. "I will come with you, Littlestar." he said with a nod. He had been there enough, and he wanted to see Featherlight and tell her about the new apprentice to be.

Scorchfang sighed softly, but nodded. His apprentice would just have to resume his training once he had been lifted from his punishment. Though, honestly, it actually worked with his own punishment for having a forbidden romance moons ago. Hopefully now Wildpaw — er, Wildkit — would learn his lesson. He just hoped WindClan wouldn’t want to start a war with ShadowClan over this. There had already been too much fighting and death lately...

Wildkit stared up at Littlestar in horror, a kit? He where now a kit again... "Windclan.." he mumbled quietly and looked down at his paws to hid his tear filled eyes.
He sighed quietly "When will we leave?" he meowed quietly and wiped away the tears quickly before looking back up at the other cats.