Talk:The Clearing/@comment-9563090-20121226171404/@comment-5342796-20121226173304

Brookwhisper came racing out of the medicine cat's den. "Everyone wounded, come to me!" she yelled. "That way you can make space for the unwounded to go in and fight their turn."

Skymist dragged a complaining Ashflight back to the medicine cat. "But Thunderpaw's fighting!" he complained. "He'll never let me live this down."

"Your shoulder is badly cut. He'll understand. It's your own pride that's causing the problem," his mate said.