Orangestorm is a strong, brave, and protective orange tom.

Flame whisker appeared around a corner. He padded out quietly, I case he woke Wolfsong. "Can I help you?" He asked quietly.

Flamewhisker nodded and dashed back to the herb supply. He came back with some sweet smelling herbs in his mouth. He set them down gently next to Wolfsong. "Marigold and cobwebs." he whispered. The flame colored Tom pressed the cobwebs gently onto her wound, then peeled them off. He chewed the marigold leaves into a pulp and spat them out. Flamewhisker rubbed them into the cut, making sure it got everywhere in the deep wound. Turning back and looking at Orangestorm, he scraped his paws on the ground to get rid of Ny leftover material. "There. She should be fine." He purred.

Flamewhisker nodded and returned to the back of the den.

Wolf song stirred slightly, sneezed, and woke up. "What is all this stuff on my fur?" She mewed, bewildered. She began to lick the foul-tasting stuff off.

Wolfsong looked up at her friend, a confused look in her pretty blue eyes. "Good." She meowed, spitting out the paste. "That tasted awful!" She added.

The silver and white she cat nodded, resting her head on her paws. "Now I understand why cats hate coming here! It's so boring." Wolfsong grumbled, her tail tip flicking.

Flamewhisker poked his head back around the den. "Actually, she can go out now. Just don't go to far, don't hurt yourself again, take it easy, and return to my den at sundown." He reeled off a list of what not to do and what to do. Wolfsong sighed. "Fine." She mumbled. The she cat hopped up, wincing as the dried paste on her side cracked a bit.

Wolfsong padded stiffly outside, silently rejoicing in being in fresh air again. She could save her playfulness to when she got outside of camp......

Wolfsong bounced around once outside the tunnel. Her fur was ruffled and her tail hung.like a flag behind her. It felt good to just let go....

The white and silver glanced back at Orangestorm, giving him a sheepish grin. Wolfsong padded quietly to him. She wound aroind the tom, her tail brushing his flank. Her blue eyes glowed with warmth, and there.was joy in her every pawstep.