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Ginger paws thundered across the ground as the tom sprinted through the shady woods, his jaws stuffed with herbs to the point where he had to clamp his teeth down on the leaves to prevent them from falling out of his mouth as he ran. Firetooth had been just outside of camp when a young warrior came running, yelling about an injured cat that their patrol found who was bleeding heavily - possibly mauled by a dog or a fox. The Medicine Cat didn't hesitate to grab what he needed and follow suit. The pace slowed suddenly as he spotted the rest of the patrol gathered around a figure in the grass, and the scent of blood was thick in the air. His eyes widened when he saw the body. He hadn't been expecting anything good, but...
Firetooth's eyes darkened, and he slowly and carefully set his bundle of herbs on the ground before approaching the barely-breathing cat. It was nearly impossible to tell what their pelt color was anymore. He took a breath, steeling himself as he lightly placed his paw on the loner's neck and pressed down.
"May Starclan give your poor soul peace."
(GidgetGal - 3 for Commit a Crime, roll again for 5 for Murder w/Firetooth)
"You're not even going to try?" One of those weird ghost kits asked. It was impossible to tell which one it was, all four of them looked identical, although odds are this one was Casimir since he was wearing a patch over his kaleidoscope eye. His fur was lightly speckled with blood, suggesting that he was witnessed the attack, "To save him, I mean."
