"Don't be a fool Fireheart, Bluestar died of heart failure." Tigerstar growled.
"Maybe it was you, Fireheart." Darkstripe sneered. Fireheart sent him a furious look of disgust.
"If that truly is what Bluestar died of, then why is there some bloodstained fur of hers in your den, Tigerstar, under your moss?" Fireheart asked.
"Nonsense!" yowled Tigerstar confidently. "Feel free cats of my clan to check under the moss in my den!"
"Well if he's inviting us in…" sniggered Halftail to Smallear. Smallear let out a mew of amusement.
"Honestly, you two, feel free!" meowed Tigerstar looking pointedly at the two elders who then looked down out of embarrassment before padding quietly into their leaders den to carry out his subtle yet clear instructions.
The cats looked under Tigerstar's bedding and in it but found nothing. Although they felt sure that Fireheart was right.
"Nothing." The elders told the clan.
"Of course not." Tigerstar beamed at the clan before stalking into his den.
Graystripe padded over to Fireheart. "I was sure you were right" he muttered.
"I am right" his friend replied. Fireheart bounded away to do some hunting. He crawled through the bramble tunnel and headed towards Snake Rocks. He heard a sound from a nearby bramble thicket and crept over to it on hunter's paws before quickly spotting the mouse, feasting on a berry from the thicket. The mouse took two steps to far and Fireheart quickly pounced and caught it. What an easy catch, he thought, strange for leaf-bare. He felt proud of himself for catching his prey during this season when the forest floor was thick with frost and prey was scarce. He started to carry his catch back to camp with his head held high.
Back at the camp, trouble was brewing. Some of the cats: Brokentail, Darkstripe, Longtail and Dustpelt, thought that Fireheart had left for good when he had scrambled through the bramble tunnel in what they saw as shame. He had, of course, accused his leader of murder which was an unforgiveable crime. "I'm happy that piece of mouldy crow-food has left Thunderclan" spat Longtail.
"Yes, I cannot believe the way he spoke to Tigerstar, it was completely disrespectful!" mewed Brokentail in agreement. "Back in Shadowclan, if one of my cats had spoken to me like that when I was leader, I would've ripped their pelt off!" he growled.
"I'm surprised at how calmly Tigerstar reacted, really" mewed Dustpelt.
Little did they know that Tigerstar was pacing around his den in distress at that very moment…