Bliz followed Moht, she'd said she had something to show him, but right now she was just leading him out to the middle of no where. Bliz hadn't been very upset about Blizzard's death, she deserved it! Moht would never lie to him, how dare Blizzard steal Moht's tribe, a tribe that was rightfully Moht's. But Storm hadn't stopped being sad since, and Mogey had also been terribly upset about it too. "Bliz?" Moht nudged him, seeming to knock him out of his thoughts. "Hm?" Bliz looked up at the taller god. "Something on your mind?" She asked. "Its nothing, but what is something is the fact that we have a tribe to get back" Bliz said. "About that... we have a detour to make, we're going to have to pause our journey for something" Moht said, she sat down, signalling for him to as well. "Well what is it?" Bliz said eagerly, there had to be something important for him to do to help Moht get her tribe back! "Well, now that Blizzard is gone, there has to be a successor for her, another god of ice and peace. I think I've found her, and I need you to... get rid of her, for me" Moht drew the figure of what looked to be the next god of ice and peace in the ground, the quickly drew a line across her neck, Bliz understood what Moht was trying to say to him right away, and he'd do anything to help her. "So, what's her name?" Bliz asked. "Ice'Deer of The FrostLights, she has a distant relation to Blizzard, and is the last living relative of her. If we get rid of her, we won't have to worry about anyone ever being the god of ice again, then we win, Bliz" Moht whispered to him, for a moment, he worried that the others would over hear them, then remembered that they had left them behind a long time ago. "But-" Bliz began, but Moht cut him off. "You wouldn't want to disappoint me, right?" She whispered in Bliz's ear. "N-no!" Bliz responded, "I'll do it! I'll go now, I'll get it done as fast as possible, I promise that you'll have your tribe back before sun-down!" Bliz wasn't the best at making promises, but he wasn't about to betray Moht's trust. Blizzard deserved to die, she'd taken Moht's tribe and now she'd had paid the price, he hated her with every part of his soul, he would've killed her himself! Right? Bliz had been stalking around the border for awhile when he spotted Ice'Deer playing with her ice magic at the border, she reminded him of Blizzard, and for a moment, he missed the ice god, for just a second his loyalty's wavered back to his friends, back to Storm. Bliz shook his head, each one of them had betrayed him and Moht, so they weren't his friends, they were just horrible lying back stabbers! Bliz shot into the bushes behind Ice'Deer, she looked up from whatever she'd been doing with the ice magic, obviously having heard him, but then made a 'hm' sound and went on with whatever it was she'd been doing. Bliz was about to lung forward, but his claws keep him still, she looked so much like Blizzard, part of him felt like he couldn't do this. Blizzard stole Moht's tribe! I'm only getting it back and fixing the problem! His thoughts reminded him. Bliz took a deep breath, then lunged at the unsuspecting god, latching onto her neck and clawing her shoulders. Ice'Deer tried to use her powers to free herself, but she couldn't, she obviously hadn't used them much. Bliz twisted her head in an odd angle, and just as he thought Ice'Deer would never die, a loud snap came from her neck and the blue blood called ichor that came from gods splashed onto him. He let go of Ice'Deer, now a mass of matted blue fur, he'd snapped her neck. The river ran blue, but the ihcor started to turn red, until it had returned to the colour of mortal blood. Bliz turned and ran before anyone could find him, he had to report back to Moht. He'd done the right thing... right? Bliz sighed, regret from what he'd done began to creep in, but he had a mission, he had to get Moht's tribe back. As expected, Moht was sitting at The FrostLighst border. "I'm assuming from the ichor on your fur that its been done?" Moht asked. "Yes, I killed Ice'Deer" Bliz replied, guilt stabbing him like a sword. "Did I really have to do that?" He asked as the two began to pad to The FrostLights camp. "Yes, the ice gods took my tribe, this is only revenge for what they've done" Moht responded, she didn't sound even mildly offended that he would ask such a thing. "Now wash yourself off, we wouldn't want you getting caught" Moht said, Bliz dashed into a nearby stream washing the ihcor off him. Storm won't know that Ice'Deer was ever even the god of ice, right? He thought. The two arrived at The FrostLights camp, they were still mourning for the lose of two of their gods, making Bliz feel worse about Ice'Deer's death being his fault, he'd done the right ting though... he hoped. Moht didn't even wait for him to be ready, she just leaped up onto a tree and draged him on with her. "FrostLights!" Moht called out to the cats, drawing their attention, they all stepped closer to the tree, looking like they didn't want to, but were being forced to. "Both of your gods may be dead, but do not worry, for I am your new god!" She announced. "You are not our god! Our god was Blizzard, and is now her successor, Ice'Deer! We will never follow you or the god of chaos!" The FrostLights chief called. "We're FrostLights, we're loyal to the god of ice!" The whole tribe chanted. "Bliz, show them what you did to Ice'Deer, kill the chief" Moht ordered, Bliz stood there, frozen, wasn't killing The FrostLights god enough? No, he shouldn't question Moht's orders. Bliz lunged at the chief, the crowd suddenly let out horrified yowls as they watch Bliz snap their chief's neck. "Will you foolish mortals listen now?" Moht hissed at the crowd, Bliz leaped back onto the tree. "I am your god and you will follow me! You will ally with The PrideSeekers and The SunScorchers or I will destroy your whole tribe, we will create an army and you will force ever other tribe to join us and bow before me! Traitors will be killed without mercy!" Moht shouted, the crowd cowering before her. "We go now! We find The SunScorchers and The PrideSeekers and we will ally with them, then we will force the other tribes to join our alliance! Get ready to get going" Moht ordered. "How will we get past The BloodPredators, we have to get The RockWalkers on our side too" Bliz asked as the cats ran around gathering stuff for the journey. "Oh trust me, I've already solved that problem with the help of my friends" Moht answered. "Alright..." Bliz answered, he padded away to wash off any of the blood and ichor that might still be on his pelt. He'd done the right thing... At least I hope I did...
