The soft chirping of crickets filled Ravenpaw's ears and he stirred slightly, then winced in pain from slightly moving. But from moving he'd learned that Fireheart ang Graystripe were sleeping on either side of him. "Yellowfang?" he rasped, unable to open his eyes.
"Thank StarClan you're awake," she mewed.
"What happened?" Fireheart's warm breath against his side comforted him as he spoke.
"You raced into the thunderpath. The monster narrowly missed you, and the wind from it sent you flying. You're so thin..." Yellowfang meowed with concern thick in her voice.
Ravenpaw contemplated this. Must have been a let down for Tigerclaw to see I had lived…
"Fireheart and Graystripe. They're true friends to you. Don't you forget that, just because they're warriors now." Yellowfang looked at the sleeping toms as Fireheart groggily opened his eye.
The first thing he did was roll over to check on Ravenpaw. Ravenpaw had yet to open his eyes. "Is he okay?" He asked Yellowfang, looking into her orange eyes.
Yellowfang stared at him for a long moment, then gestured to Ravenpaw. She turned to go about her herbs.
"I feel okay-ish," Ravenpaw meowed.
"Ravenpaw! You're awake! Thank StarClan!" Fireheart meowed, purring softly.
"Ravenpaw? You're awake? Yay! How do you feel?" Graystripe asked, waking up from his nap.
"Eh." Ravenpaw tried to stand, but fell.
"Rest, mousebrain! You haven't the strength to walk!" Yellowfang hissed.
Ravenpaw twitched his ears. "You guys go… do warrior things. I'll be fine."
Graystripe licked his ear, then padded out, but Fireheart hesitated. "Are you sure?"
"Bluestar might get
mad, you should go."
"May StarClan watch over you."
Fireheart pressed his nose into Ravenpaw's cheek, then left.
"Here," Yellowfang meowed, and pawed some herbs to him. "Eat these."
As Ravenpaw swallowed the herbs, he felt strangely calm, and his breathing slowed to the gentleness of sleep.
