Littlenose dragged Hope back to camp.

"ThunderClan! This traitor stands in front of you! She was close to Shimmerstar's dead body, which smells of mint. She smells of mint!" he hissed.

Leafstem and Miststream alongside the Clan gasped.

Flickerstar stepped forward, dipping his head. "Fantastic job, my newest apprentice."

"The choice is yours what to do with her," meowed Littlenose.

He nodded. "She will be a prisoner."

Littlenose smiled. That's what you deserve. To die rotting away in a den, unable to walk and no one to be by you. Not even Robin.

"In fact, this was so well done, you will be the new deputy," he declared, jumping onto the Highledge. 

"I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice. Littlenose is the new deputy of ThunderClan," he announced.

Littlenose nodded solemnly. Now I just need to kill him!