Murder in the Forest

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or Warriors

Tony smiled. "There the body's out, wow that stinks!"

Ziva smirked and shined her flashlight on him.

Palmer and Ducky came over and started testing the body. "He died less than 24 hours ago Jethro." Ducky told him.

Tony frowned looking at the many wounds and cuts on the body. "Whatever killed him, definitely wanted to slaughter him. I mean look, his stomach was cut right open!"

"Any ID yet?" Gibbs asked.

"Not yet." McGee answered.

"It was a gun shot that put this poor man out of his misery." Ducky told him.

"We didn't find a gun so…" Ziva started, but suddenly stopped.

"Mew."

Both Ziva and Tony turned around and flashed there flashlight in the direction of the sound.

Sitting there very calmly was a blue spiky furred cat, with fire red eyes.

Ziva smirked, while Tony frowned.

"It's just a cat." Tony grumbled. "Shoo get!"

The little cat only meowed and motioned to behind it.

"I think it wants us to fallow it." McGee told them.

Tony chuckled. "It's a cat! It's to stupid-"

"Stop talking and grab it DiNozzo! If it's been around the crime scene it may have some evidence!" Gibbs growled at them.

"On it boss!" Both McGee and DiNozzo said at the same time.

Tony made a grab for the cat but it dashed out of the way before he could get it.

It stopped a few feet away and looked back at them mockingly.

Ziva smirked. "I think he's challenging you Tony."

Tony glared at the cat. "You want to play kitty, let's play." With that Tony fallowed the blue cat into the forest, Ziva and McGee quickly behind.

After about a minute of chasing the cat threw the bush it suddenly stopped.

He sat down next to a bush and gave Tony an amused look.

Tony growled in annoyance. Before you could say Meow He grabbed the Cat.

The cat in turn his and fought against his grip as Tony put him into a cage.

"Take that you filthy feline!"

"Tony."

"Did you enjoy having me run in circles cat!" Tony hissed.

"Tony!"

"What!" Tony turned around in time to see Ziva pick up a gun from under the bush.

"That cat just gave us the murder weapon, you should be grateful." Ziva told him, smirking.

"Told you it wanted us to fallow him." Timothy told them, taking a picture of the scene and the cat.

(Next morning in Shadowclan camp)

Rosepaw was walking around camp looking for her little brother.

Unable to find him she headed towards the Medicine cat den to see her other brother.

Foxpaw had recently become Sadgewiskers apprentice medicine cat.

"Careful with that Foxpaw! That's the only Catmint we have left in our territory." Sadgewisker shouted at Foxpaw.

Foxpaw who was organizing the medicine grumbled in response.

Sadgewisker ignored his apprentice and smiled warmly at Rosepaw. "Good morning young one."

"Morning Sadgewisker." Rosepaw mewed cheerfully.

With that Sadgewisker left and headed to the fresh kill pile.

"Hey Foxpaw have you seen Rainpaw?" Rosepaw asked shyly.

Foxpaw sneered. "Why is little brother unable to take care of himself? I was told he couldn't catch any prey yesterday."

Rosepaw shrank a little, she really didn't like it when Foxpaw talked about Rainpaw like that. "He wasn't in his nest this morning…and I haven't seen him around camp."

Foxpaws ears twitched in annoyance. "Rainpaw is fine, pry just went out to get some fresh air, you know how he is." He turned to her. "Do you want to help me go look for some Catmint? I think I know where some is."

Rosepaw looked down. "Sure Foxpaw, but I'm still worried about…"

"Rainpaw is fine come on, come on I'd like to get some before it rains."

It thundered above them in response to Foxpaw.

Foxpaw looked at his sister and sighed. "If he's still not here by the time we leave, then we will tell the leader ok."

Rosepaw perked up at this. "Ok, lets go."