Dark Forest Resident: Olivestep
Aliases / Nicknames: Liar, Vision-faker, Hero
Gender: tom
Sexuality: heterosexual
Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father, Rockfeather (brother), unnamed nephews, unnamed grand-nieces, unnamed grand-nephews
Other Relations: unnamed mentor, two unnamed apprentices
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: warrior
Characteristics: stages events based off of a fake vision, wants to be hailed as a hero
Number of Victims: 4
Number of Murders: 1
Murder Method: biting throat
Known Victims: Deerbark, three unnamed kits
Victim Profile: his Clanmates, a random warrior, random kits
Cause of Death: throat bitten out by Russetstar
Cautionary Tale: ??
Story:
He knew he wasn’t important since he was a kit, when his brother was ill. His parents spent every moment with Rockkit, ignoring their other, healthier son.
So, he spent more time with the elders. There, they told him the most amazing stories! Stories of wonderous leaders, defeated evil, prophecies! In the centre of them all was a medicine cat with a vision that detailed the events in the stories that would later unfold.
That cat was the most important of them all.
But he couldn’t become a medicine cat. An apprentice was already being trained.
He was disappointed, but held onto the hope that he might become a part of a prophecy one day.
It was when his brother--who had recovered just before he reached six moons-- had kits that Olivestep realized he was running out of time. Heroic cats were normally young, weren’t they?
He tried to push it, trying to get the medicine cat or leader have him train as a healer, but they said that three was enough, and that because Windclan was pushing their luck at the border, they needed more warriors to fight.
So he waited longer.
And longer.
And longer.
He had an apprentice.
Then another one.
One day, he lost prey in a hunt because he had cracked his back. Oakfrisk had made a joke about Olivestep getting old.
Soon it would be too late.
Starclan wouldn’t let him be a hero, but he could still go down in history as one! The Clan could still believe he was a hero!
He told a story, one of a shocking dream where he was walking on a ground made of blackened bark, only for it to change into icy water, drowning him. He stated how real it felt, but cats were still skeptical.
That was okay. They would see.
He took his brother’s son’s litter out of the camp and to the lake. Fellow warrior Deerbark--who was on guard that night--followed, reached him at the pebbly shore, and demanded to know what he was doing.
Olivestep killed him swiftly with a bite to the neck. Then he took the kits, dunking them in the lake. He left them in for a few heartbeats before jumping in after. Thank Starclan they were all okay--considering.
He told them to tell everyone that Deerbark had placed them into the icy lake, and that he had saved them. Taking them back to camp, that is what he told everyone.
He was celebrated as a hero, being commended for his rescue and his earlier ‘vision’.
But it was hardly a moon later when a kit had told the truth to their parent, who took it to the leader.
Russetstar visited the kits and, after some prompting, they told him the truth.
Even as he was confronted by the Clan, Olivestep held onto the his tale, hissing that he is innocent, whether or not they send him into exile.
Russetstar simply responded that they’re not sending him into exile, before biting out his throat.
Additional Information:
--He chose Deerbark randomly for the prophecy and decided to sneak out when the warrior was on guard.