Talk:Quest 2/Week Three/@comment-5342796-20140811193843/@comment-5342796-20140815124953

Rainsplash, whose little supply of patience was even shorter right now, grumbled something rude about Thistlepaw's mother. "Would someone get the poor feather-brain down from there?" she muttered agitatedly. "I'm going to go and make sure the badger's gone, to ensure it's safe for us to camp here tonight." She began stalking off into the undergrowth, ignoring the cuts on her back and the ache in her ribs. She couldn't bear just sitting around while her more seriously injured Clanmates suffered; she couldn't stand it.