Breezewhisper hung her head low, she scrambled her way up the Sacred Wilt and announced, "I hoped I wouldn't have to say this again... There is another killer it seems among us," She flitted her gaze through the small group.

         Softrose interjected, noticing the chief's struggle, "The Blooming Meadows have sent Peachstone a hint. This killer is a she-cat."

         "Yes, yes," the chief mumbled. She recollected her thoughts and continued, "So with a heavy heart, I call you all together to vote another time."

         Peachstone looked away, shuffling her paws.

         Heatherwind's eyes were filled with dread as she trembled.

         Flowerfoot snarled and shot accusing glares.

         Splitpaw stayed expressionless and mundane, she still mourned Daisymoon's death.

         Sagepaw slowly backed away from the group.

....Only 7 more cats remain....