Word Count- 1064

Summary: Cats have died this past season, but something's up with these deaths.

A limp brown body laid in the middle of Streamclan camp,  It was Robinpaw. The poor tom was wet and dead, his body found near the river. Cedarspirit stared at Robinpaw's lifeless body, he turn away, lashing his tail. Cedarspirit entered the den, his eyes heavy  with sleep, he placed himself down, his belly brushed the soft moss. He curled up, warped his tail around him and put his head onto his paws.

" Hey Cedarspirit, I know you're quite exhausted but I want to talk about on what happen to Robinpaw. You were his mentor after all." Sablefang asked, she was the clan deputy, in fact the youngest deputy. Cedarspirit grunted in annoyance, he looked up at the dark furred she cat. " I was there, I told that mouse brain to stay away from the river, he didn't listen. I left him to check with the rest of the patrol. I heard his cry and he was in the river, thrashing and crying. We tried to save him. By the time, Sparrowleap jumped in to save him , he was gone" Cedarspirit meowed, taking a breath. " It was days later, we found his body." He added and closed eyes, not waiting for Sablefang's response.

After five moons, Dewstripe was found dead, near the border of Grassclan,  Dewstripe had gashs upon her body, her throat marked with a huge slit. By looks of it, there was a faint scent of mouse on her, not only that, the mouse scent carried onto Grassclan's territory. The clan spoke of Dewstripe hunting, and perhaps crossed the border and was killed, while she was hunting.  The poor she cat was the mate of Barkstar, a brown tom with a white belly. Barkstar grieved for three sunrises. " Cedarspirit, are you sure, she was killed by Grassclan?" Barkstar questioned, his tone weak with sorrow. Cedarspirit glared for a few heartbeats, he nodded. " I'm sure." He replied, his eyes meeting the sadness in his leader's eyes. Cedarspirit padded away from him, he went out to hunt.

Cedarspirit sniffed around, he looked near the rocks. A plump squirrel nibbled on a seed, the trees whispered, the leaves waved and the breeze brushed the land. He crouched, slowly crept towards the squirrel, he leaped. His body  flew in the air, his claws out and teeth ready to kill.  Cedarspirit trapped it with his paws, the squirrel squeaked in alarm, he snapped the neck and headed back to camp.  He paced to the pile and threw it on the pile, and took a trout for himself.He wolfed down but carefully avoided the bones. Cedarspirit licked his jaws and buried the spiky bones, Cedarspirit went to his clanmates, he sat with his parents.

A few sunrises past,  Molekit was killed by deathberries. " I tried to stop him, but he snapped at me and ran off before I could do anything!"  Cedarspirit wailed, he looked at the ground. " Its fine, nothing could've been done." Featherheart stated, the silver she cat  was clan's medicine cat. She padded off, Cedarspirit followed her, he wanted something to help him but he heard her words. " So many deaths, Something is going on or Starclan calls for many lives this season." She whispered. Cedarspirt had changed his mind, he scurried away and saw Petalbreeze sitting near the warriors den. Petalbreeze was foster sister, found as a helpless kit.

" Hey, wanna hunt together or even a walk?" He asked, she looked up and nodded, they both went off, ducking their heads to leave the camp.  They walked until the sun seemed ready set, the sky was a wonderful orange, the luminous sun was low. Petalbreeze smiled at him, she cared for her foster brother as if they were actual siblings.

Petalbreeze felt a twitch as Cedarspirit sighed but not in sorrow, he looked at her, his eyes showing a unexplainable expression, a smirk crept on his face, she saw his eyes darken as he spoke. " You know how Robinpaw died?" He  blurted. She nodded, not understanding what was going on. " I killed him. I enjoyed forcing his head into the river, I loved his bubbled cries!" He yowled proudly, pride in his eyes. " I-i... What are you talkin-" He stopped her and spoke once again. " I murdered Dewstripe as well, I loved how my claws tore her fur and flesh! It was easy, rolling in some garlic and a few flowers with mud. I dragged her body near the border, and took the mouse, she got and threw over to Grassclan's side. I quickly killed a Grassclan apprentice and rubbed their tuft of fur on her.

 He took a deep breath, and continued " I threw the apprentice over a nearby cliff. Then there was Molekit! I gave him, those berries.  I lied about how the berries made a warrior stronger. He ate them proudly and fell dead in heartbeats." He purred, Petalbreeze felt fear shiver down her spine and felt it grip her heart. Cedarspirit pinned her within in seconds,  "  Robinpaw never listen to me! He snapped at me and never respected me, so he had to go! Dewstripe bullied me, as  kit, she and Barkstar, well Barkflame back then. So I killed her, they both suffered greatly. Dumb Molekit didn't listen to me. He would tell the other kits about me and lie about me, they believed him and his lies and I got in trouble, caused by him. So I got rid of him as well!" Cedarspirit snarled, his claws raked Petalbreeze's belly.

" A clan doesn't need a cat who can't obey orders, a cat who picks on the weak and a cat who only stirs up trouble! " He scowled, swiping her cheek. " Why? What about the stories?!" Petalbreeze mumbled, she winced in pain, as blood seeped from wounds. Cedarspirit shook his head " Poor Petalbreeze. Don't you know?" He started.

" I'm a great fabulist, my stories were just lies, to hide the ugly truth!" He whispered. Petalbreeze cried out as she saw his teeth flew towards her. Her world turned dark, as she gasped for air, her eyes widen in fear, as blood slithered down her mouth. Cedarspirit glanced at Petalbreeze's dead and painted with her blood

" After all, Petalbreeze. I'm a very proud and good.."

" Fabulist"

He turned and smirking, and left her body behind.

AN: I made a long time ago and never posted it here. Guess it wouldn't hurt to post.-3-