Murderer Foxes - Prologue Part 2

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Note: This comic is based on a collab book with my two friends, @-NW- and @-RAINBOW_UNICORN--! Go follow them now :3 Also, the foggy-ish panells are all Blizzardcloud's flashback. https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/519573611/ These are the rules and allegiances of Murderer Foxes, unless you are confused. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Characters in this part: Frozenflower - White tabby she-fox with a red eye and a blue eye like a flower Icetuft - Dark gray she-fox with bright green eyes Bluefire - Pale gray she-fox with orange stripes A bunch of random foxes Blizzardcloud - Tall pure white she-fox and deep blue eyes. Mistyflight - Pure white she-fox with light blue eyes. Winterheart - hite coat with 3 great gray stripes on the tail and jet-black paws and dark yellow eyes Snowstorm - Pure white pelt with gray stripes and blue eyes A bunch of random foxes (again) ------------------------------------------------------------------------- In case you like words better than pictures, here's this part in words... Prologue (Part 2) “What have you done, Icetuft?” Frozenflower screamed, terrified. Blizzardcloud let out a gasp when she saw what was waiting for her behind the bush. A pale gray fox with orange stripes was lying on the ground, blood pouring from a deep gash in her throat. “Icetuft?” Blizzardcloud’s eyes widened, “Did you, do it?” She did not have a chance to hear the answer because the rest of the patrol arrived and were as shocked as her to witness the young trainee standing next to the body of their most respected senior. Blizzardcloud suddenly heard Winterheart’s voice booming from the ice ledge. She dragged herself out of her daydream, slowly trudged out the trainee shelter. Blizzardcloud caught Mistyflight’s snowy white pelt in the crowd of foxes. She sprinted towards her friend and swiftly sat down next to her with her head raised up, ready for the meeting to begin. Blizzardcloud hung her head with disbelief. Winterheart, their leader, was announcing the exile of Icetuft for committing murder against Bluefire. She was nervous seeing that a new trainee was being exiled, but there was nothing she could do. She looked over at Icetuft, who was bowing her head in shame. ‘Oh well,’ She thought, ‘She did kill Bluefire. However young she is, it is cruel to murder a senior for no reason.’ Just as Winterheart was about to send Icetuft away, a gray and white male fox stepped out from the crowd. “Winterheart, you must not send Icetuft away!” Everyone jerked in the direction of the voice. It was Snowstorm, Icetuft’s father. “But you know that she murdered out most honorable and respected senior,” Winterheart protested, “I have every right to exile her.” Snowstorm narrowed his eyes. “She is only a new trainee, Winterheart! Besides, Bluefire was already incredibly old and fragile, and it was her time to die. No one could forget how much she did to the tribes, but every fox will eventually pass away. Icetuft couldn’t have done it deliberately!” Yowls of approval echoed across the snowy plains and drowned out Winterheart’s stressed voice. “Alright, Snowstorm. Icetuft can stay in Arctic tribe, but she must be fed last and will be given cleaning duty for a moon.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------- What happens after Icetuft is saved by her father, Snowstorm, from getting exiled? Read the next chapter to find out!