ShadowClan

My Fur was matted from mud but the sickly feeling rising upon my
throat caused a new sick feeing of awe

Keeping one eye on the tom, Poppyflight turned slightly, angling her ears towards Swiftheart. "You okay?" she mewed. Mud and blood streaked through the she-cat's once-beautiful silver fur.

I heard a slight murmur from poppyflight,
"yeah im fine" I barely manage this through a hiss.
I felt a very sick feeling around my head as my paws started slipping,
i felt a rush of darkness rush into my mind as i collapsed,
"Hel....l....p"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Swiftheart muttered, but she was wobbling on her paws. Poppyflight let out an audible gasp as she fell, collapsing to the forest floor.
Poppyflight's head whipped back and forth between the gray tom and Swiftheart. After a moment of indecision, she decided saving her Clanmate was more important than chasing off intruders. So she grabbed Swiftheart's scruff in her jaws and began slowly and carefully dragging the she-cat back to camp.

The pain washed through my veins as I felt a few sharp tug to my pelt followed with a few pushes
My eyes suddenly flicked open to see a star lit hollow
My gasps turn to mews of joyment as I saw my mate raventail,
his voice was a whisper but then turned into a slight murmur.
I pondered whether to get up or stay in my slunken posture
He nosed my pelt and did a slight tail curl followed by a sort of laugh, He sat down and said these words,
"oh swiftheart I miss you so much"he quickly notices the mud and blood streaked along my pelt.
"hmm swiftheart are you okay?"he mews in urgency
"what did you say?"i mewed quickly
I felt my soul slipping back into reality.
I flicked my eyes open to see the medicine cats.