"Technically, we're not where you are," Crescent meowed.
"Crescent!" Silver complained. Crescent shrugged.
Mistpaw grinned. Crescent and Silver were always arguing, so this wasn't news. "You two shouldn't argue right now," Ripple said anxiously, glancing around her. Almost instantly, all three of them got quiet, looking around them nervously. Mistpaw blinked. "What's wrong?" She meowed curiously.
"Waver," All three of them whispered at once. Mistpaw shivered.
(your grammar is a lot better now, I've noticed.

)