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(Elyon dumps a fluffy black cat body on the border, with a clear trail. A dare for the DayClan cats to follow. And a threat for her sister Mysterypaw. Elyon will try to kill the cats who encounter her, so if you'd like to have some cats die (and help build PI's bone garden) please make some throwaways. Though in this scenario some can escape death/serious injury)
When Elyon had come across the fluffy black cat in twolegplace, she'd killed it with extreme prejudice.
Since she'd seen Mysterypaw and heard the stories. She knew her mother had left PI, to save her smaller sister.
Well then.
She dropped the eyeless body. She wasn't about to waste taking something from the cat she'd use as bait after all. Plus the cat had had amber eyes anyways, not green like Mysterypaw's.
Elyon had already stashed the eyes away before bringing the body here. Now she just had to wait and see if DayClan would take the bait. She dumped the body made a few pawprints in the ground walking away from the corpse, tail held high, then she left the scene.
Who would come across the scene she wondered? She so hoped it would be Mysterypaw.
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Sure enough, as time passed eventually a patrol of cats with Mysterypaw found the body.
Mysterypaw's breath hitching as she took in the sight of the eyeless cat that resembled her greatly.
Cloudfur, a large white main coon, followed Mysterypaw's gaze as he pulled up beside her. He stared in horror as the body of a cat he was unfamiliar of layed before them, its eyes harvested from its skull. Cloudfur closed his amber eyes and lowered his head. "Who could do something like this?" He wandered out loud.
Foxtrotter, a sorrel Somali tom and newly appointed warrior, padded up. Once his eyes rested on the carcass, his stomach knotted up and he felt as if he were going to hurl. Foxtrotter was an excellent tracker and it was fortunate that he was here. He swallowed back the rising sickness and padded over to the tracks that was next to the body. He was usually pretty good at this considering he was a grave digger but he had never found a body in which was so badly torn up and it's eyes missing. It gave him a sense of sadness for the cat that was at his paws. The emotions he was feeling was making his stomach churn which was something he wasn't quite used to. He examined the evidence closely, giving a thorough sniff here and there. After a few moments he let out a sigh. "This cat wasn't killed here. It was planted." He pointed to the tracks. "These were also planted. The ground is not soft enough to make paw prints that define. These were meant to get our attention." He then pointed to a smear of blood. "The body was dragged. You can tell by how the blood is more of a skid. Plus, you can see a little bit of the drag marks in the dirt. While I dont know who did this, I do know it was not clan cats. This is not a scent I am very familiar with."
