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[color=848482]Blackmoon did not greet the two DuskClan medicine cats with words. Instead, they only received a dip of his narrow head in greeting. He heard a few vocals from the cats behind him, but nothing overly boisterous or cheery. Either they were more quiet over respect for coming close to sacred grounds, or they knew that they had to respect the fact that they were treading into the heart of DuskClan. Even Lavenderpaw gave Frostpaw and Hawkpaw a narrow-eyed glare, though she said nothing before she trotted after her mentor. Silently, the other Clan cats followed them deeper into the caverns. 

A dense smell of cat reached Blackmoon's nose, though there was no sight of any cats prowling through the sandy tunnels or lounging upon the rocks. DuskClan's cats were most likely tucked into the crevices within the walls, sleeping and walking in their dreams. It was only then did he start to feel weary; no matter how many times he had completed this journey, it tired him all the same. He made sure that Hawkpaw and the rest were still near him as they turned many corners and crannies. Before long, the two DuskClan cats led them down a narrow tunnel that sloped downwards. 

It was pitch black. He was sure that Willowcloud and Lavenderpaw couldn't even see, though from what he could tell the path was a straight decline with no entrances to other tunnels. The path was narrow, only about the width of two cats of average build. Luckily for them, the corridor widened up again before long, and Blackmoon could feel the night wind lick along his whiskers. Moonlight bloomed forth from a stony room in front of them. 

Moonlight filtered in from wide holes in the ceiling, making the smooth stone around them turn like silver. A bright brook cut through the cave, which usually ran crystal clear... if it wasn't for the cat that was splayed right in the middle of it. Blackmoon's eyes widened at the sight of the unmoving figure, taking a step forward as he felt fear bubble up in his chest. 

[b]"Russetfern!"[/b] Braveleap yowled in horror. The pale tom ran right past them and straight towards the body, Tigershine glued to his heels.

For a moment, Blackmoon found himself rooted to the sandy floors. From his spot at the mouth of the cavern, he could see that the Moonbrook had become tinged red with blood that stemmed from the broken body of the reddish-colored tom. Sucking in a breath, he shook himself from his daze, and pelted after the rest of the frightened and bewildered cats. 

[color=C2DFFF][b]"What's happened?!"[/b][/color] Blackmoon cried. 

Braveleap sobbed as he nudged the tom's fur, but said nothing. Tigershine turned to face him, his eyes solemn. [b]"It's Russetfern... one of our newest warriors. Braveleap was his mentor..."[/b] he murmured. [b]"He's been missing since this morning, but we never expected to find him here..."[/b]

Dew-whisker was already observing the body. [b]"One bite to the back of the neck was all it took."[/b] She pointed a paw at the nasty gash that marred the corpse. [b]"And just look at his body... his attacker probably killed him and threw him in here."[/b]

[b]"Nooo,"[/b] Braveleap moaned out, collapsing into the brook next to Russetfern. [b]"He's not dead, he's going to be alright-- just ask Dawnwing--!"[/b]
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