Brownhowl was sitting outside of the medicine cat's den. He'd been sitting there for quite a while, waiting for Mistpaw to finish preparing Jayleaf's body for the vigil.
Brownhowl himself had cleaned up the horrible, gory trail that went all throughout the medicine cat's den, the evidence that Jayleaf had been brutally murdered.
The brown tom shivered, squeezing his eyes tight. No cat deserves that sort of death - especially not one of my clanmates.
The warrior continued to wait for the medicine cat apprentice; they'd be traveling to the Moonfall very soon.

Mistpaw finally came out. She smelt strongly of burial herbs and death, and her paws were stained with blood. She nodded briefly to Brownhowl as she passed him.
The grey she-cat padded across the camp to the exit of the camp, and waited their for two cats; Brownhowl, her escort, and Daystar, the cat she would need to inform of her departure.
She and Brownhowl would not be participating in the vigil; as far as Mistpaw was concerned, she'd already said her goodbyes.

Brownhowl quickly followed her, his tail near the ground and his head hanging.
He looked to any warriors nearby and mewed, "Jayleaf is ready."

Maplejay, watched from the entrance of the warriors den.
Her face a mixture of sadness and confusion.
How did this happen, I don't even know?
She sat alone, her fur rippling as it was buffeted by the wind.
It seemed now Whitehare was gone, she was alone most of the time.
She dipped her head respectively.

Daystar was watching by the fresh-kill pile, muttering words not in the cat's tongue. His eyes were dark and in thought, as if he wasn't there, but somewhere else.He was divising a plan that would ensure his clan's survival. They would attack Abyssclan, who was probably taken over by the Mud cats.Then the clan would hide out there, because it was easy to defend. It had flaws, but it might just work.

OOC: SO! Gonna be attacking my Clan, eh?

IC: Mistpaw looked over at Daystar then approached him. "Daystar," she mewed, "Brownhowl and I are leaving, now."

Coalstripe nodded to Brownhowl then descended into the medicine cat's den.
After some time, the tom emerged with the body of Jayleaf over his shoulders. The warrior went to the center of the cooling camp and gently set the body down, making sure Jayleaf lay in a comfortable position.
Coalstripe looked down at Jayleaf and sighed deeply, bowing his head.

OOC:You betcha,Runny! You is goin' down!!

IC: "Yes," mewed Daystar to Mistpaw, " May StarClan light your path." He then sat, and then he returned to his gaze.I would have to move the entire clan. While we attack, the Mud Cats will murder the ones who can't fight.

OOC: Not if you can't GET THERE! Seriously, major mudslides all up and down the AbyssClan hill (AKA - Mini Mountain).

IC: Mistpaw nodded briefly, turned, and exited the camp, Brownhowl at her heels.