Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Winterstorm's eyes fluttered open softly. A dim light filted in to the warriors den as she pulled her mouth in to a gaping yawn. The dawn patrol sounded at the camp entrance. The white and black she cat's limbs felt a bit tired from romping around the other day. When she stood she stretched them out to make them feel better. When she left the den she saw the cats that went on the partol come closer. With their report came no news of anything out of the ordinary. Winterstorm nodded briskly and turned away. The cats went to the fresh kill pile to eat. An oddly foul smell came from the edge of the camp, near the elders den. Winterstorm trotted over to inspect. One of the elders, a black tom with amber eyes named Nightshade, lay with his mouth open and his sides barely lifting. Winterstorm's eyes shot open wide. The rabbit she had caught with the wierd taste lay near his slowly dying body. "Help!" she called hoping someone would being the meidicne cat.

Winterstorm's opened to say something but shock filled her. She couldnt find any words. She glanced at Fireleaf with pain in her eyes. Finally she found her tongue and whispered, "I... i dont know..." She glanced down at the black elder and watched as his breathing stilled and the light left his eyes. He was on his way to Starclan now. Winterstorm felt her blood run cold. She threw back her head and yowled as if in pain. The rabbit with the tainted taste was the cause and she knew it. What if there was more like this rabbit? Their prey supply would deminish and they would go hungry. "Fireleaf," she whimpred and turned to him. "Help me bring Nightshade to the center of camp."

Winterstorm's head drooped on her shoulders as she flicked her tail for him to follow. The two sorrowfully carried him to the middle of camp. Fireleaf had gently put him down when Winterstorm threw her head back and yowled for everyone to wake up. A few sleepy cats stumbled out of the warrior and apprentice dens, only to be startled awake by the sight of Nightshade's lifeless body.

OOC: I am going to make up the leader of our clan if you dont mind unless you want to make up a name and decription. I am not going to be playing the cat, but we kind of need one XD

Winterstorm saw Windclan's leader step out of his den. The tall tom had wiry dark brown tabby fur. His deep golden eyes told many that he wasnt to be trifled with, but he still loved all of those in his clan. "Winterstorm," he called, his gruff voice sounding a bit confused this early. "What on Earth is going on?"
Wintersong's ears layed flat against her head. "Umm..." she started, "Oakstar... Nightshade, he passed away this morning." She let her head droop. "He died because a rabbit that may have been poisoned killed him." Oakstar's eyes opened wide and a fornw touched his lips.
"What do you mean? Who went on the hunting patrol yesterday?" The large tom's eyes told her that he was very upset.
"Grayflight, Stonepaw, Fireleaf and myself... I was the one that caugth the rabbit. I tasted it when we were hunting. It was foul." She confessed. Oakstar's eyes narrowed darkly.
"And why did you bring it back for our clan to eat?" He growled.
"I figured we needed the food." She glacned up desperately. "I didnt mean to cause this! I didnt think that it tasted that bad. We needed the food!" Oakstar turned away with a bit of disgust.
"Get the elders to bury him when his vigil is over." He turned and entered his den again. Winterstorm turned to Fireleaf with pain and desperation in her eyes.
"I didnt mean it..." she whispered.