You'll never know what hit you [Murder, O[Trigger warning]]

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  • Trigger warning
    If you don't want to read it there's a summary at the bottom of the post.


    The NPC never saw it coming. It had been sharp and instant, no pain had been felt. A single blow to the head. The rest of the devestation to the body was done after their death. Which was lucky, otherwise the NPC would have had a long, brutal, agonising death.


    Merlin was a bit rusty on the murdering side of things. He hadn't murdered anyone in over 6 moons, which was surprising. Especially for him. But he still new how to cover up his tracks. He never forgot how to do that.


    Merlin hadn't gone out with the intention of murdering someone that day, it just sort of... happened. He had been wondering around, and had seen the snow leopard just sitting there. There was no struggle, no pain and it had been sharp. So the snow leopard wouldn't have felt anything. A quick bite to the throat and it was all over for them.


    He was about to walk away from the scene before realizing that he needed to get rid of the body. Or at least in his style. He wondered back over to the body and grinned at it. Rolling the body onto it's back, the white feline began to think of what to do. Sighing, he unsheathed his claws and slowly ripped open the stomach. He then took out the guts and began to throw them aside in to nearby bushes and trees. Once he had finished, he grabbed the large intestings and made a rope noose. He slipped it over the snow leopard's head and pulled them into a tree. He tied them down and left them hanging.


    Merlin covered up his scent and tracks up well and then left the scene.



    Summary!!!
    - All tracks covered up
    - Scent had been masked
    - NPC male snow leopard, quick death (bite mark on throat)
    - Entrails of body in bushes and trees
    - Body is hanging from tree
    - All injures apart from bite mark were done after the death.

  • He had been collecting more herbs for his stores. Something down at the edge of the territory in the trees caught his eyes. Circling he crashed to the ground, having not caught on how to land properly. Oh... sick.. the sight made him want to throw up... which was strange, seeing as he was a dragon. This shouldn't have bothered him.. but this had been a living soul... they hadn't deserved this... desecration... there stomach ripped open, they had been hung with there own intestines.. there other organs thrown into the bushes... oh great Akatosh... "Somebody help!"He roared, flapping his wings frantically, stirring the treetops.

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    The little child had come dashing towards Silverblaze's outcry, her golden optics widening in concern for her clanmate; had something happened? Maybe an enemy was raiding or-? Victorianpup came to an unsteady halt beside the massive dragon, a terrified expression dropping onto her features. The first thought that came to mind was Celestial, the only snow leopard she closely knew in Windclan, and she forced herself to look back up at the mess, just to make sure. "What... What is this?"
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  • His stomach clenched in an untidy knot.... "I don't know.. I'm gonna be sick!" He cried, turning and dashing behind a boulder where he began throwing up. It was horrible what had been done to that poor leopard. Would they hold vigil for them?