((Brief Recap? I think I know...))
Spiderleg finally turned to Shadepaw, mewing, "I think we're done. Shall we go to the lake--check if anyone's still missing?" he asked.
Foxpaw lookedaround. "MOsspelt?" he called anxiously, voice squeaking a little. Mistpaw was sleeping fitfully, tossing and yeling in her sleep as her wounded paw hit the ground. Feeling sick he noticed how big it was, how bloody the cuts were...Foxpaw swallowed, trying not to look and feeling disgusted with himself for it at the same time.













