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Originally Posted by Moonraven
Dustbunny listened silently as the nervous apprentice listed everything she had done. The tunneler twitched her tail, a little concerned about the lack of hunting she'd gotten done. She was going to ask for more specifics on the patrols and hunting, but then the commotion started. Two in one meeting, that was a lot. Dustbunny remained stationed by Frostpaw as the Fallownose's death was announced, and by RiverClan no less.
Those fish were asking for a beating. Dustbunny felt a mixture of emotions that couldn't be placed right now, but anger ran the hottest. The tunneler was not a fighter by any means, but even she was siding with those who wanted blood for this. She hadn't been close to Fallownose as some cats, but it still hurt to see him go. She didn't feel right going up and saying anything to him. Instead, she sent a silent prayer to StarClan. She faintly noticed the bright orange pelt and heard a few cats mumble Blazingstar, but she didn't say a peep.
Dustbunny turned her blue eyes to Frostpaw, watching her reaction, and meowing. "You okay?" She asked. Any training would be held off for the day. Today would be a time for grieving for the clan.
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Frostpaw
Windclan apprentice
Purrk: Agatha Kitty (active)
Frostpaw didn't even get a response from Dustbunny when all the screeching started. What was going on?! Why was everyone panicking all of a sudden?! These questions were all answered when the bloody corpse of Fallownose was dragged through camp entrance by her clanmate Littleshock...but new questions soon replaced the former.
With a sharp inhale the long-haired apprentice lurched back at the sight of her deputy's body. Her mind was instanty in a frenzy as it usually was when encountered with death but she had to stay calm. Listen. Find out what happened before going into complete hysteria...though that certainly wasn't an easy thing to do, especially for Frostpaw.
Focusing watery ice-blue eyes onto Littleshock she listened as the warrior explained Fallownose's untimely death. Searching for her sibling, Fallownose with a Riverclan lover who suddenly killed him and ran? That didn't make sense...Why were her paws and lip covered in blood then? And why wasn't there any fur stuck in his claws? Frost had a sharp eye for these things but she wasn't usually one to theorise.
She didn't believe the deputy could be struck down so easily, albeit she didn't want to believe one of her clanmates killed him but the clues were pointing towards Littleshock...the only thing that gave her a solid alibi was the stench of Riverclan on hix fur...Frostpaw couldn't explain that and she couldn't say her suspicions until later since everyone was snapping at cats who tried to voice their own theories...perhaps she'd never get to the chance to accuse Littleshock...she didn't want to either.
Blinking in surprise for a moment as bright orange fur flashed near Fallownose's body, the grey tabby point turned shakily to Dustbunny at her question.
"Y-yeah..." she croaked turning her teary gaze to the ground. She wasn't ok but what could she do? No one would believe her if she spoke up...and everyone seemed to want to grieve his death...Frostpaw was at a dead end for now so all she could do was mourn with the rest of the clan until she got an opportunity...
if she got an opportunity.