"I'm sorry, Goldenflower..." I whisper, standing over her limp body. I have just killed her... and I need to cover my tracks. I run to the ShadowClan border and scrape up a clump of fur from a bush. It smells like Brokenstar. Good. I rub the clump of fur on her body, all over, and shove some in her claws. Good. "GOLDENFLOWER!" I shout right then, loud enough for the Clan to hear. They come running.
"I smell-" Ravenpaw begins, but I silence him with a glare. Keep out of it, Ravenpaw, I thought. Firepaw shouted, "ShadowClan!" Good boy, I think. Lead them down the path I set aside for the fools...
Bluestar looks on, severely. "This is so unexpected!" she mews, alarmed. "ShadowClan would never strike so soon." She looks at Lionheart. "We must retaliate," I meow.
"No," she says. "We bring it up tomorrow, at the Gathering."
This proves it all. Bluestar is a soft kittypet herself! As deputy, I would make ThunderClan strong! I can hear it now... "Tigerstar! Tigerstar! Tigerstar!"