"Oh." He replied, and he patted it onto his cut, then he put some cobwebs onto his shoulder where the fox had bitten him.

"Did the fox get you?" Windpaw asked, staring at the cut again.

"Yep. Several times." He grimmaced.

"I didn't get to fight the fox." Windpaw said, disappointedly. "I was looking forward to kick it's butt."

Forestpaw grinned."Yeah." 

"I would've!" She protested. "I would've take it down!"

Forestpaw stopped."So you think I can't do stuff? You think I'm not a good fighter?"

Smokefur sensed something was wrong. She grabbed all the herbs she had gathered and bounded over to her den. The commotion inside was horrible. 

"What did I miss?!?!?!?!"

Forestpaw looked over at Smokefur."Only about a trillion things. A fox attacked." He meowed, blinking the blood out of his eyes.

"Doesn't matter!" Window said frantically, "you need to look at Smallkit, the fox got her too!" She looked sheepishly at Forestpaw, "Oh, and he's hurt too, but I think he's going to be fine."

Forestpaw stood up and glared at Smokefur."I'm fine." He stalked off, trying to hide his limp.

" No," Windpaw said, "You're a really bad liar." She gestured towards his limp.

SmallKit breathed in, but didn't breathe out for a few seconds. A few minutes later the small, blind kit was soon repeating this every breath.

Forestpaw glared at Windpaw, before padding off to the Apprentice den.

Smokefur sighed. She would deal with EVERYONE, but she had to help the kits first. She made a poultice, and spread it over the wounds, then wrapped them in leaves.