The Horseplace

Flowerpaw and her mentor Snaketail lept over the fence and sped towards the barn where they herd a yowling that made Flowerpaw's blood run cold.

When they reached the barn, they could hear thrashing inside, "FLlowerpaw, stay close to me," hissed Snaketail. He crept through a small opening into the barn where they saw the loners, thrashing in great pain. They could smell the sickness in the air. "Great Starclan," hissed Snaketail, "What's going on?"

"I'm not sure." Skweaked Flowerpaw, "Sould we help them?"

"Of course!" mewed Snaketail, he ran over to the nearest one, who seemed the healthliest, "what happened?"
"The twolegs fed us as usual but then we all got sick," mewed Rascal.
"We will take you to camp, where our medicine cat can help you," mewed Snaketail, "Flowerpaw, run to camp and get help, I'll get them as far as possible."

Flowerpaw ran towards the fence, crawed under it then hurried back to camp as fast as she could. When she got there she sped over to the medicine cat's den to find it empty. As she was coming out of the medicine cat's den she spoted Waterstar at the freashkill pile and ran over to her "Do you know where Leafheart is?" She meowed, out of breath, "There are some sick cats in the towleg barn and Snaketail and I don't know what to do!"

"Does he need help? I think Leafheart and Swiftpaw went out to train." mewed Waterstar, "I'll send a party and we will bring the cats to camp," she turned and spotted Wetfoot and Fishheart, "Hey you two, come help me and Flowerpaw, I'll explain later." The party of cats turned and left for the horseplace.

When the four cats got to the horseplace the sick cats looked even weaker than Flowerpaw remembered. "Snaketail have they told you anything yet? Do you know what happened to them?" Meowed Flowerpaw with alarm in in her voice.

Swiftpaw hapily padded back into camp, a mouse dangiling in her jaws. When she saw the loners, she stopped in her traked and dropped the mouse. "What happened?"

"We are not sure but it is geting worse!" Mewed Flowerstream with fright in her vioce.
"We're waiting for we are waiting on Swiftpaw and Leafheart to get hear and look at them."

"I am Swiftpaw you mouse-brain!" hissed Swiftpaw

"Oh, i'm so sorry I was just so distraced I; i'm sorry what should we do?"
"What do you think is wrong with them?"
"Is there anything we can do?"

OOC-- sorry been really busy... then I thought this one was getting shut down so never really bothered to go on... sorry!!

Leafheart examined the loners, "Swiftpaw, we need yarrow, I think they have been poisoned by the twolegs!"

Topic going to medicine cats den