The sun rose in the east painting the sky shades of pale pink and purple, glinting off of the beads of dew clinging to swaying blades of grass and flowering heather. Tucked away beneath one scraggly bush, just outside of windclan's territory in the unclaimed wild, lay a small lilac she cat. Dead. She had been there a while, long enough for rigor mortis to take it's affect and subsequently lose its grip again, leaving her as limp as though she had taken her last breath only moments before. The worn, gaunt frame was almost unrecognizable from the once sturdy feline, but there was no mistaking her identity. There in the rising sun lay Wolfrunner. Once bright and cheery yellow eyes shown blank and dull, staring unseeing into the sky at the last of the fading stars. What was left of her thick mane was matted with days old dried blood, hiding the gaping wound on her throat. The killing blow.
Maybe clan life hadn't been for her. Nearly half a moon ago Wolfrunner decided she was done. She thought brightstar being made leader would be wonderful, but with her complete change in attitude and personality it only brought uncertainty and frustration. And then Ivy left, that had been the straw to break the camel's back. So one night Wolfrunner slipped out of camp and didn't look back until she crossed the border into the wilderness beyond.
At first she had enjoyed herself. Though she missed her clanmates and especially her siblings, if only the memory of a past version of one, being away from what had become of brightstar freed her mind and spirit. She no longer felt guilty for not bringing enough fresh kill for her clanmates, she didn't have any responsibility for any cat but herself. Wolfrunner realized she liked it that way. But then something went wrong. A series of unfortunate events perhaps. First there was the rotten fresh kill, mice sick from twoleg trash or maybe pesticides, followed by sleepless nights and poor hunting. And then it all ended. There weren't any dramatics, one moment she had been hunting and the next a fox was on top of her. They fought for a time, but Wolfrunner was already weak and the creature easily overpowered her. It killed her without thought or remorse. Something scared the vulpine off then, too late to save Wolfrunner's life but her body would be hidden away for a cat to find her someday. And that was it, the wandering spirit would wander the earth no longer.
Tldr
Wolf is found dead just outside of the territory, she has been dead for a few days at this point. She was killed by a fox but it's long gone now.
I hate to make this post but trad just isn't for me it seems. I really loved roleplaying with you all though, thank you for a warm welcome back to feralfront, I'll miss you all and your charries <3