Mudwhisker looked sadly at all of the clan members who had voted for him. He nodded a few times, looking down at the ground. "Very well. I'll go now. I just hope you figure out who the murderer is before the clan disappears entirely" The brown tom padded out of camp, and up towards the cave where Littlepaw was staying.

When he arrived, he found Hawknose and Littlepaw sharing some mice and relaxing. Hawknose saw him first. The tabby nudged Littlepaw, who looked up.

He hopped up and limped as quickly as he could towards his father. "Mudwhisker! I was afraid they might get you! I know you didn't want to be exiled, but it isn't that bad, honest!" Mudwhisker embraced his son happily.

Hawknose offered Mudwhisker a mouse, as everyone laid down. "He's right. No chance of being killed up here. I knew you would be exiled next, the moment I heard that I was exiled" The three cats relaxed in their cave, while down below, MountainClan was beginning to crumble.

Briarthorn was pacing back and forth, talking to Swiftstep and Tawnyclaw. "It wasn't Hawknose or Mudwhisker. Those were the two cats that Bearfoot accused before he died. Who else could it be?" Tawnyclaw glanced at the cats on the other side of camp, then lowered her voice so only Briarthorn and Swiftstep could hear.

"Don't tell anyone else quite yet, but I think someone is going to make an accusation soon," she told them, "we just have to wait". Swiftstep let out a sigh of relief.

"Good, because this needs to end," she mewed. The injured she-cat looked to the cave entrance, where Sprucefang had been killed. "Too many good cats have died here".

Skypaw and Sunpaw were having a discussion themselves. Sunpaw looked down at the ground shamefully, his voice quiet. "Are you sure that you still want to be friends with me? My brother killed your brother. I would understand if you never wanted to see me again". Skypaw brushed up against him reassuringly, shaking her head.

"Quit being ridiculous! Rowanpaw deserved his punishment, but his acts don't reflect on you. Besides, we're the only remaining apprentices. We have to stick together!" she exclaimed. Sunpaw purred gratefully. Then the ginger tom heard a loud yowl, and looked toward the source.

Slatefur was clinging to a rock, fearfully crying to Cloverwing about someone attacking him. The golden she-cat was trying to get him to calm down, but it wasn't working. Eagletail joined in as well, and eventually, they managed to convince Slatefur that he was not, in fact, being clawed to death.

Briarthorn looked at the scene with confusion. Where was Dapplepelt? Her sister normally handled Slatefur, and was always there during one of his episodes.

"Has anyone seen Dapplepelt? Dapplepelt!" she called. The cats began to look around fearfully, realizing that a member of their clan had been killed, and none of them had noticed.

Briarthorn, Tawnyclaw, Cloverwing, and Skypaw went out to look for the she-cat. However, everyone knew that they were really looking for her body.

Eagletail and Sunpaw waited anxiously at the camp entrance, with Swiftstep keeping Slatefur calm behind them. The white and black she-cat suddenly realized how small the clan was getting. There were only eight cats left, if Dapplepelt was dead.

Eagletail and Sunpaw hung their heads when the patrol returned. Briarthorn and Tawnyclaw carried their sister on their shoulders, solemnly quiet. Skypaw looked like she was barely holding herself together. The grey apprentice ran to Sunpaw.

The ginger tom embraced her with shock, as sobs wracked Skypaw's body. "It's not fair, Sunpaw! My entire family is dead! They didn't even get to see me become a warrior . . . " She buried her face in Sunpaw's fur, with the realization that she was now an orphan.

As Briarthorn and Tawnyclaw set Dapplepelt's body down, Cloverwing stood up straight to speak to the clan.

"We must exile the murderer now!" she declared, flicking her tail at Dapplepelt. "They have taken another one of us. We can't let this continue! Does anyone have any evidence they would like to share?" The clan waited, breaths held, for a response.

Murdered: Dapplepelt
Healed: No one
Accused: No one
Revealed: No one
Revived: No one
Murderers Left: 1