Duskfall felt like she couldn't trust anyone. She wondered if there was anyway for her clanmates to prove themselves innocent. Or to prove that a cat was the murderer.

I'll end up staying with the Clan forever!

But... Wasn't that what Duskfall wanted? Even if it meant the murderer went unpunished?

Lightheart had volunteered to follow Crowpelt's scent trail. He'd come back later and reported that he'd left with a rouge.

Another possible killer. As if there weren't enough suspects.

Lightheart padded over to her. "Are you okay? You look kind of... sad."

Duskfall nodded wordlessly.

Lightheart smiled at her. "You... No, we will find them, okay?" His left ear twitched.

She smiled back, but she knew he could tell it was forced.

"So... Who do you think it is?" Lightheart asked.

"I have no idea." Duskfall confessed.