The whole clan was there,hissing at him for what he had done. Blood was streaming from AshFlame's throat,her eyes white and staring at the sky.Iciclepaw stared at all of them with hatred. "Explain AshFlame's body." Growled FrostStrike. He felt Nightstar pin him,as he rolled out of her grip and slashed her muzzle with a snarl. "SkyClan head back to camp." She ordered. "And me?" Asked IciclePaw. "No bitch." Snorted FrostStrike. "Alright then,ugly ass." IciclePaw grinned at FrostStrike. "I'll kill you on sight." FrostStrike spat. "I'll tell you if he hurts anyone." The rogue said to Nightstar. "Alright." The Leader said. He watched them walk away. The rogue flared at him as the kit was beside him,looking at the beyond,not IciclePaw. He closed his eyes and woke up in the middle of the night, of course none came to get him, he was still a prisoner so they should care.
