((Littlepaw's post'll come once I decide to wake her up. Right now, she's in a small coma. c:))

Bloodmist didn't reply to what Spider'd said. She just kept walking, pushing past him. The snow was heavy, but she could handle that. She stared up at the clouds, which were dark and bleak.

She suddenly remembered she'd gone to get prey. Her will to hunt took over, and she silently stalked through the snow, searching for any sign of edible life. She lifted her nose to the wind, and breathed in deeply. Her scent glands caught the strong scent of mouse.

She set to work, digging in the soft snow. She hoped Spider was watching. Maybe he'd come when he learned they were taught to hunt and fight. After a while of digging, she got what she wanted. A mouse nest, with three large mice living in it.

She grabbed all of them with a swipe of her paw, then killed them swiftly. She started carrying all three back to camp. 

Blinking his eyes coldly at her refusal to answer Spider crept after her slowly, his black pelt stark against the bright white snow. Flicking his ears slightly at her catch he allowed a shred of respect to enter him. It had been a good catch, especially considering the weather.

Shrugging his black shoulders Spider lengthened his stride to reach her again, his long legs eating up the distance easily. "Ignoring me won't help," he meowed with amusement, though his body language and eyes were distant and cold. Tilting his head he appraised the she-cat with an avid interest, noticing that she seemed quite fit despite the famine raging through the forest like a wildfire, eating lives like prey.

"You just make it harder for yourself, you realize. Perhaps I could just turn around. Feeding only myself seems...so much easier." Flicking his tail he realized that this she-cat fascinated him. The way she seemed to calm in such a storm, but had a certain vehemency that startled him.

I wonder if she has lost someone dear to her, like I have, he thought. Closing his eyes and re-opening them after a moment Spider glanced at her again.

 ooc; Siri, East, and fullmoon: Should we just hold the Grey,blue, and redpaw's apprentice ceremony? Because if Siri isn't ready to have Redpaw a warrior, then it would make scence to hold  his siblings back. And Rainstar could go on with Naming Shadowpaw and Cardinalpaw.

 bic;

Rainstar looked at the other cats around, they were glaring at her. They should be. Padding up to Painfulpaw she whispered in his ear, "You will become a warrior today." Looking up at the rest of her Clan mates, she meowed, "This is over. We will have Blackwolf buried before the other leaders get her, and ..." she looked around, Taking a deep breath, she knew the Clan was ready for more warriors."I will name some apprentices." she finished.

Painfullpaw looked at Leopardwind and shrunk a bit. He wasn't sure wether she'd be mad at him for killing Blackwolf when Rainstar could of or if she'd be proud of him for destroying the demon that layed at his paws dead. Hearing her words he only wanted some comfort and leaned into the she cat shivering and crying like he had when his mother had died. He was scared lost and completely disoriented. P-please...I don't know what to do. Please Leopardwind...don't turn out to be like Blackwolf ever! I don't want that to happen to you too. Please I'm begging you. Looking at the warrior she was elegent in his mind. She was a great she cat in his mind and he would die if he saw that happen to her. Closing his eyes he shivered some more but not as much as he was before. Just having someone there was enough to comfort.

 Crimsonfang glared at the tom and hissed. "You killed you're own brother when our leader could of done herself. So don't be so sorry for yourself. Keep this up and you'll never get over it. So stop crying." he hissed and lashed his tail side to side in anger to the toms reaction. "Grow up." he growled and padded past the two.

 hearing Littlepaws words he bolted up and stood over his dead brother fangs bared his muzzle still hoding his brothers blood and his eyes holding menace tears still in his eyes he glared at all the cats around as if telling them not to harm his now dead brothers body or he would harm them back. Even if Blackwolf was evil in the end he was still a brother in Painfullpaws eyes and mind. But he had destroyed that. Head low tail lashing he didn't let Littlepaw go near his brothers body. Shaking in hatred to the shecats words he wanted nothing more then to scratch her face. His p*censored*ive manner leaving for that moment.

 Watching Painfullpaw the little shekit Sorroweyes padded away in fear. She had never seen him like this and she was devastated. Shivering the kit padded to her mother speechless and fearful.

OoC: ::stares:: -just finished reading the posts- ::blinks:: This is kind of scary. So much anger in IceClan. ::gulps:: I hope my post can add up to what's already been done.

BiC

With a shaky breath, Swiftdarkness lifted his to look at the chaos of his clan over the fallen body of his kit. Blood coated the ground in a distasteful burst of color against the muted green and brown earth. Like a stain upon a cats pelt, Swiftdarkness knew that this act of bitterness would seep into the soul of every cat. Not a single one of them would forget this sinful day. Curling his ebony lip with disgust, Swiftdarkness couldn't believe how far IceClan had strayed from StarClan's code. It was no wonder they were being punished by starvation. What Painfulpaw did should not be honored in his eyes. The silent cat just broke the warrior code; An honorable warrior does not need to kill other cats to win his battles, unless they are outside the warrior code or it is necessary for self-defense. He softly hissed under his breath, "Blackwolf was a warrior within the code and he was killed outside of self-defense." Tears burned his slate eyes as he looked down at Littlefire. If only you could have defended yourself, he thought sadly. His stomach ached and rolled as Swiftdarkness realized that he was failing StarClan as a noble deputy. He was supposed to keep things like this from happening, he was supposed to find traitors within the clan before they killed. Bowing his head, Swiftdarkness prayed; StarClan give me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference. I need your guidance more than ever before. Help me save IceClan.

Lifting his head, Swiftdarkness knew that he was stronger looking. His lean shoulders were no longer slouched, his head was held high, his ears prick forward, and his black was straight. With all the authority he could manage, Swiftdarkness stalked with grace over to Rainstar. Staring into her blue eyes he dared her to stop him from speaking. "Warriors of IceClan, I am ashamed," he spat in a loud, roaring voice. "I am ashamed of myself, of my fellow warriors, and my leader. We all sat back as this apprentice soiled his heart by breaking the warriors sacred code. We let him sink to a level so low that he was as corrupt as Blackwolf." His slate, blue-gray gaze locked onto Painfulpaw. "I do not blame you, but I do blame myself. It is obvious to me that our clan is lacking in teaching and training. Where has our faith gone!" Anger blazed in his voice but his eyes stayed dull as he now looked to each cat. "When did we become as pitiful as rogues!" Closing his eyes and flattening his ears to his skull, Swiftdarkness shock his head as he let it lower. Then with a sigh, he again lifted his gaze. "Rainstar says we shall praise this act of merciless revenge by naming the apprentice. I will not challenge her, but I will not call his name." Looking to Painfulpaw, he softly added, "Not until I have seen a noble act from him; one that shows undeserving kindness to another."

With that, the ebony warrior padded across the clearing. He had shared tongues with Littlefire for the last time. Now he would live for Shadowpaw. The one kit that had survived from his tender love with Falconwing. If he was strong enough to keep this kit alive. With the clan's faith and honor in StarClan slipping, though, he didn't know if he could stay much longer. His heart shattered with each break of the warriors code. We are to show mercy and kill only when we must. Tigerstar even had the mercy of Bluestar, for he had been exiled for his crimes not murdered before the clan as an example.

OoC: Take no offence to this post, Electro or Eklipse. Swifty is just really emotional and honorable. He will follow the warrior code to his death.

Looking at Swiftdarkness Painfullpaw nodded his head. He didn't want to be named for killing his brother and he was happy a warrior such as Swiftdarkness would agree to Painfullpaw this was wrong. He padded away from his brother to the apprentices. Thinking of how he could make his place in Iceclan again without having to kill another cat ever again. He believed he was wrong to kill his brother but he thought it would save his brother from anymore pain he had put him through with his death and the others like his father had put his stepbrother in. Hearing his brothers soft purr he looked around. Seeing he was gone he cried again. To much stress had happened and he wanted to die. "Shhhhhh it's ok my little brother. You saved me. You saved me from becoming like our father. He was the worst of us all." Blackwolfs spirit whispered and to Painfullpaw...it was comforting to know his brother was watching him. "You have you're own little power Painfullpaw...you can hear and listen to the spirits who had become like me. But those who had not known comfort or kindness. You welcome them. Because you believe everyone is innocent. Even if they were the worst of us all." he said and licked his brothers ear. "Don't worry my brother. I'll be with you forever. However...I don't think Swiftdarkness trusts you anymore." he stated and sounded uncertain. 
With that Blackwolf padded away. 

 A presence stood beside Swiftdarkness. Unseen but sensed. "Swiftdarkness...please be kind to my little brother. He didn't out of the warrior code. I would kill more. I lost it. He saved a lot more cats by doing this. And you're daughter will live. When our father attacked Painfullpaw for no reason...would you of killed him? To save the lives of kits? Or would you let him kill my brother and the others? He's not like our father. I was. He wasn't like our dad or mom. He was himself. He saved lives by doing. Show some respect. I would of killed you're son if it weren't for him." he stated and sorrow was in his voice. His soul was freed from his corrupted mind and he was scarred his brother would lose everyone he cared for.

 ((I'm making Blackwolf as a spirit that roams the earth. HAHA! XD I'm a tard. Also Siri I take no offense to it. Blackwolf however kinda does.)