A rouge seemed to be running unaware he had entered bloodclans territory. "I have to keep running! I didn't mean to kill that kit...they will probably have him come after me as the favor he owes them... anything but that demon." He hid inside a bush.
A Tom seemed to be following him, he looked at the thin trail of blood. (He is probably near by, first a their then a kit killer, I will get my payment either way.) He thought silently jumping up into the trees and gave a long sniff picking up his scent right below him. "Found you." In a quick and precise movement the tom dropped behind the rouge digging claws into his back and throwing him into the open. "Some cats want you dead, their willing to overlook my past actions if I take your life." He had a grey bluish pelt, cold amber eyes, he put a claw to the Tom's belly not cutting him yet though. "It's just a job, I'm not being compensated to care for your plees." He moved his claw to the back of his head pressing in causing a painless Death. "Rest with your ancestors if they accept a kit killer."