Talk:The Clearing/@comment-5667428-20130803172807/@comment-7060975-20130803174722

Archpaw whipped around. His eyes welled up with tears. "SHADOWSTRIKE!" He screeched. He ran over, helping Shadowstrike's wounds. He gave him some herbs he found to chew. "You're going to be okay. I-I- I'll take you to a shelter!" The closest place was the Nursery. He gently but quickly dragged Shadowstrike into the den. "Help me! He's dying!"