⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ Welcome to a massive FCRP Event, Foxheart's Exile! Foxheart has attempted to assas1nate Murkystar, but at what cost? ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ SRP - The Moment It Happened. . In the dead of night, crickets chirp and the moon's dim light reigns upon Cinderclan's camp. But, at this same time, a familiar orange pelt crept it's way toward their leaders' den. Foxheart didn't know Murkystar's life status, but what he did know was that it was low. Low enough for him to assume, and that, must have been his downfall. Claws unsheathed as he stares at his dear sisters' sleeping form, he lunges. The quiet trickle of blood creeps down Murkystar's throat as her eyes shoot open in shock, and she attempts to sit back up. she's coughing, before her eyes rest once again and she falls to her den's floor. A vicious glint in his eye, Foxheart thinks he has won. But it only lasts a moment, as Murkystar regains her composure, a fresh new scar ripped across her throat. She hisses, betrayed by her own brother. She knew he was bad, but this? This was new. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ SRP - The Exile . The cats of Cinderclan, peacefully asleep in their dens, are awoken one by one as the fighting between the two siblings grows louder and louder. Soon, Murkystar is on top of Cinder's Stone, betrayal and hurt evident in her glare toward Foxheart. " May all cats of Cinderclan know of the crime that was committed tonight, for Foxheart, the cat before you, attempted to kill me in my sleep. Foxheart, you are to leave Cinderclan and never return. If you are found on our territory, you will be actively hunted and killed. " she hisses, and Foxheart meets the unapproving glances of his clanmates. " Fine! But, you must know, your leader is faulty! She is a non-believer herself, and sides with them! Join me, my clanmates, and we will create a better Cinderclan, Ashenclan! " He spits on his way out, and doesn't bother to check who has followed and who hasn't. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ SRP - Reborn from the Ashes . Soon, the cats that have chosen to follow Foxheart come to a stop at the Forest clearing in Cinderclan's territory. Foxheart finally turns to them, eyes surveying the crowd. He leaps onto an small hillslope, just big enough to be above the rest of the clan. Soon, everyone has a job, wether it's hunting or it's digging out the new dens, and Foxheart has left to claim his 'rightfully deserved' nine lives. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ooo :00 ahhh B]]
