//Aaa small gore warning in the last paragraph!
Ah, WindClan. The group they loved sooo much. Bill made their way towards the border, not bothering to wait for someone. No, they had a goal here. And that goal will be successful. Bill searched through WindClan's land, trying to find the poor creature who would dare be in their path. And unfortunately it was an NPC who dared.
Bill grinned as they got into a hunting crouch, slowly making their way towards the NPC. Once they got as close as they could get, they leaped, easily pinning the NPC down. The warrior screeched in surprise, making Bill flatten their ears. Well, there goes that plan of playing with their prey. WindClan will be here soon.. So Bill quickly ended the NPC's life when they dug their claws into the NPC's neck and ripped it open.
But Bill wasn't done yet. The demon released the NPC once they went limp and pried their jaws open. They conjured up a knife, which would unfortunately use up their power for a couple of hours. But that didn't matter, Bill wasn't staying to fight. If WindClan wanted to fight them, they could find them in either the Rebellion of Terminus or SunClan. They didn't bother hiding their scent, so.
Using the knife, Bill cut out half of the NPC's tongue. It left the mouth a bleeding mess still, but the demon was hoping that WindClan would take notice to the tongue missing. Or perhaps not; they didn't mond, really, so long as they could figure out who did this. Before Bill left, they carved a triangle marking into the NPC's shoulder.
And with that, the demon was off.