CreekClan's pathetic Camp

[Spottedstorm]

Out side the camp aways, Poisonpaw spun around to see Flickerstep following her. Oh, good, she thought. "Flickerstep! Come and help me!"

[Shadowstorm]

Icewhisker got up from where she was lying and ran swiftly out of the camp. She had to find Posionpaw, she didn't know exactly why, but she had to. Not long after Icewhisker left the camp, she picked up Poisonpaw's trail. Maybe I could find a trail to get in front of her, Icewhisker thought. Then she took off in another direction that led to Poisonpaw. Just a little bit later, Icewhisker heard Poisonpaw's voice. Yes! she thought. All of a sudden, Icewhisker colasped. Then her claws felt like they were melting, and her whole body was burning. She had to get Poisonpaw's attention. "Poisonpaw!!" Icewhisker yowled with all her might. "Help!"

[Windstar]

Flickerstep looked suspiciously at Poisonpaw, before nodding.
" Fine, I'll-" Stopping, she twisted round.
" Icewhisker!" A sharp cry had reached her ears.
" Poisonpaw, Icewhisker is in trouble!"

[Shadowstorm]

"Poisonpaw!" Icewhisker wailed again. "Somebody, Anybody, HELP!" Now her tail felt like it was shrinking. Her claws still felt like they were melting. Then Icewhisker heard paw steps, Oh Good! Someone has heard my cries, She thought. By now she had her claws unsheathed.

[Tigerfur]

Deadfoot limped over to Icewhisker. He had put himself on watch and heard the cries. "What's wrong Icewhisker?!" He asked trying to search for the problem.

[Shadowstorm]

"Bur-Bur-Burning," she stampered hardly even managing to say to words. "My claws feel like melting, t-tail shrin-shrinking." By this time all she saw was fire. "Please help me Deadfoot," Icewhisker meowed uneasily. "The fire is killing me."

[Tigerfur]

Deadfoot was no med. cat and didn't know what to do. 'He said burning.' He thought. He started to lick Icewhispers fur and claws, trying to cool him down. "I will help you," he said but his voice was unsure. 'Where is Earthheart or Posionpaw?'

[Shadowstorm]

"Poisonpa-paw is u-up a-ahead," Icewhisker stampered. Even thought Deadfoot's licks were comforting, they weren't helping. But Icewhisker did not complain.

[Spottedstorm]

Poisonpaw raced up, yowling, "NO! Deadfoot, don't lick her paws! You don't know what she's been stepping in." She went up to Icewhisker and took a whiff of her paws. She wrinkled her nose, "You've stepped in some sort of two-leg waste. Come on, we need to get you to some running watter down river from camp."

[Windstar]

" We need to get her somewhere to clean her paws, but we can't let our drinking water be contaminated." Flickerstep agreed quietly. Moving swiftly, she grabbed Icewhisker by the scruff, and draped the cat across her back.
" Well?" She looked at Poisonpaw.

[Spottedstorm]

Poisonpaw knew that Flickerstep knew enough to get Icewhisker cleaned up, so she meowed, "You take her past the camp. I'll follow you're scent." she turned to Deadfoot, "Deadfoot, do you know what dock or comfry looks like?" she then changed her mind, "No, you go get Earthheart, I know where a big two-leg garden is that has some herbs in it. I'll go and get some my self." She turned and raced away, going to the garden. Inside she nosed through the herbs that were just weeds to the two-legs. She was thankful that it had grown dark; there was no two-legs about. She found some feverfew and bet off a few stems, and laid them down to get later. She looked up and saw some comfry, she raced over and began digging up the fat black roots. They would be more efficient than dock. She hoped that by the time she got back that Flickerstep would be ready for her to apply the herbs. She would give Icewhisker the feverfew to calm her and rid her of any fever. She would chew up the roots and rub them into the skin on her legs and paws. That should relieve some of the pain. She'd need to find some yarrow too, that'd get any poison out of any scratches that may be where the burning is. She had never realized that this garden would be so useful to her. She had always avoided it because of the two-legs, but now that it was dark it seemed to be deserted.

[Shadowstorm]

By the time that Poisonpaw had reached her, Icewhisker had fallen asleep. Now she was dreaming that she was back home in her den that was crafted out of the side of the tallest mountain. When she went outside, she plopped down in the white snow. Then Icewhisker closed her eyes for a second, and when she open them, she was no longer in the mountain range. She was back in the old forest. All of the sudden flames started to rage on around her. NO, she thought. NOOOOO! Icewhisker unsheathed her claws. But has they usually felt cold, they were warm. She looked down at her claws. All the ice was gone! Just then, she woke up, Icewhisker saw Flickerstep carrying her to the back of the camp. "Flickerstep, all the ice on my claws is gone...," Icewhisker meowed trailing off.

[Spottedstorm]

Poisonpaw arrived at Icewhisker's side, and meowed to Flickerstep, "Lay her down for a second." She then pushed the comfry roots to her and meowed, "Chew all of these up. Make it into a pulp. Do it on that flat rock over there so it doesn't get dirt in it. I'll put it on after I rub in some yarrow." Poisonpaw then nosed the feverfew to Icewhisker and meowed, "Eat these." She then chewed the yarrow up and rubbed it into the fur on Icewhisker's legs, "Does it hurt anywhere else?"

[Shadowstorm]

Icewhisker gulped down the feverfew. "My claws," she meowed. "My claws always had ice on them even in Greenleaf. But now all of it is gone. Oh! And my tail hurts too." Then Icewhisker just remembered something that she wanted to tell Poisonpaw. "Poisonpaw? Have you ever had a nightmare, a very scary nightmare?" she meowed

[Spottedstorm]

Poisonpaw nodded. She would have replyed but her mouth was full of yarrow. She spat it out on a rock and started chewing another mouthful, wasting no time in rubbing it gently into Icewhisker's fur, starting from the paws up. She finished and meowed to Flickerstep, "Do you have that comfry chewed yet?"