I woke up with a start. One glance at my shattered clan reminded me of the previous day, where we had to fend off a bunch of foxes with our few warriors. The medicine den was full, and I had tried to keep repairing the boundaries, but had fallen asleep. Flamepelt lay beside me, concern and fatigue in her emerald eyes.
"You fell asleep, so I decided to watch over you. Come on, most everyone else is hunting or fixing. Dirtpaw is still in the medicine den, he seems to have a nasty bite from one of the foxes. And when Lionkit tried to fight, he got scratched by the fox cub." She smiled at me and rubbed her tail along my back. I relaxed under her stroke and immediately felt drowsy.
"Come on, you need to be looked at real quick." She led me over to Swiftwing and I flopped into one of the mossy nests.
"Thunderstrike! Why hello. I don't remember seeing you yesterday, were you here?"
"No, Swiftwing. I was actually working on the brambles for the boundary." Swiftwing was rummaghing in her supplies till she found what she was looking for. I recognized goldenrod and poppy, but the dark green leaves I had no idea whatsoever. She mixed them and set the herb bundle in front of me.
"Before you eat these, tell me. Does it hurt anywhere that is unbearable?" I shook my head no. She proceeded to feel my pelt until she was satisfied, and then she gave me the all clear to eat the bitter herbs. I choked them down, and quickly felt sleepier and sleepier. My eyelids drooped, and I quickly fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.