Grasspaw had walked another fifteen minutes when she smelled the border. It was almost invisible, but the scent coming from it was so strong that Grasspaw could not avoid smelling it. The problem was, she was on the part of the border that the patrol had already passed, she needed to be ahead of them. And she was running out of time, getting lost had wasted a bunch that she couldn't afford to loose. Any second, it could begin to rain and Farseer could die. She had to hurry.
She began to run along the border, traveling at top speed to aid the medicine cat. Moonpaw would be devastated if her mentor died...
She raced along, and suddenly, she had caught up with the patrol! She had found other cats! Farseer would be safe! Among the cats that were on patrol were Orangespot, Dottedstar, the clan leader, Playfuleye and her apprentice Rockpaw, and Yellowwhisker, a senior warrior.
"Oh, I'm so glad I found you!" Grasspaw exclaimed, relieved. "Farseer's hurt, there's strange things in the forest, and I can't drag this entire gazelle home alone. Moonpaw says that if it starts to rain Farseer might die, and that if the spear-thingie that the Two-leg threw was poisoned, then she might die anyways. She also says that she should get home as quick as possible and..."
"Slow down Grasspaw," Dottedstar interrupted. "Farseer's hurt?"
"Yes."
"I think we've patrolled this border enough," Dottedstar decided. "Let's go help Grasspaw and Moonpaw. Lead the way."
"Okay..." Grasspaw felt a huge pressure on her shoulders. She began to lead them toward the spot where Farseer lay.
