Sorry for the delay, but here's the sixth chapter!
Petalpaw glared at Roseleaf. "Well… A few cats died…" Roseleaf said hesitantly.
"Which few?" Petalpaw's voice was dangerously soft.
Roseleaf, however confident she usually was, lay down and muffled her voice with her paw. "Yewpaw, Gingertail, and… Wishingsoul …" the last name was said so quietly, some cats would doubt Petalpaw heard.
"Hmm?" Petalpaw said, hearing, but simply not understanding.
"Wishingsoul," Roseleaf said, a bit louder. For a momet there was total silence, then Petalpaw howled. It was an eerie, soul scarring, heart touching, terrifying noise. Roseleaf winced. The Clan had been expecting outrage, but this? No!
Suddenly there was silence again, and then, "Who? Who killed her!?" Came Petalpaw's growl. But she looked to the side, and saw not Hollowheart, but Hawkfrost of the old tales. Tigerstar's treacherous, leader killing son!! He was even grinning, laughing!!
"YOU!" Petalpaw screeched, preparing to leap upon him, leg forgotten. A tail gently sat itself upon her back. Roseleaf clicked her tongue.
"Calm down Petalpaw. Just calm down. You can't attack the new deputy."
Petalpaw immediately felt the coursing pain of her broken leg, the pain of the death of a loved one, but most of all, the shock. How could a killer become deputy? This was exactly like the old legend of Tigerstar! Except… Hollowheart isn't trusted, so how… As Petalpaw thought of these things, Hollowheart thought of others, like how his plan was perfect!
Yes, short, I know. Oh well! R&R