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    Leafpool nodded. "Our camp..." She murmured, looking over her shoulder. By now the fire had reached the camp.


    "Come on!" Squirrelstar waited for all her cats, her eyes stinging.

    "Mother!" Leafpool gasped, then nodded and went up to her sister. "Windclan." She meowed. Squirrelstar nodded. "Everyone, to Windclan!"


    Sandstorm grunted as she got up again, her eyes looking dull and tired.

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    [align=left][size=10][font=times new roman][color=white]Pineheart opened his eyes, his eyes were burning and his chest was on fire. "Silverfeather?" He coughed, he was in no condition to move or walk but he would.

    Silverfeather stumbled up to Squirrelstar, who was still carrying Pineheart. Silverfeather, instead of replying, coughed weakly, her eyes half-closed. She looked like she was going to pass out at any moment.

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    [align=left][size=10][font=times new roman][color=white]"I can walk .. " he coughed.

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    [align=left][size=10][font=times new roman][color=white]"Yes," he rasped. "We have to save the others." His eyes were distance like he was dying.

    "We're almost there!" Squirrelstar called out.


    Ashstar exited camp, then saw the distant figures of Thunderclan. "Oh my Starclan!" She ran forward to help them.


    Silverfeather fell onto her side. "I can't... go any further..." She coughed.


    "Yes you can, come on!" Stormpelt took his sister on his back and padded forward, slowing down under the weight of his sibling and mate.

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    [align=left][size=10][font=times new roman][color=white]"Ill carry you," whispered Pineheart.

    Stormpelt glanced at Pineheart. "Can you manage her?"


    Squirrelstar looked up at Ashstar. "Thank Starclan you're here! Our camp caught fire, so we need to take shelter in your camp."


    "Sure, come on." Ashstar fell behind to help the weaker cats.


    "I can't... manage much longer..." Sandstorm murmured, her tail dragging on the ground.


    "Come on, just a little further!" Leafpool encouraged, her eyes worried.

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    [align=left][size=10][font=times new roman][color=white]Pineheart nodded then went under Silverfeather, picking her up. "Lets go."

    Stormpelt helped get Silverfeather onto his back and looked at his sister with concern before rushing ahead.


    (I forgot who Shadowclan's leader is. X3 How silly.)


    Soon, they reached the Windclan camp. Squirrelstar stumbled in, her fur blackened from the smoke and ashes.

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    [align=left][size=10][font=times new roman][color=white]Pineheart started to cough.

    Stormpelt limped in after her and set down Riverheart, instantly coughing again.


    Dovewing and Leafpool padded in, Sandstorm between them. The ginger she-cat collapsed on her side, coughing and wheezing.


    Jayfeather padded in, coughing slightly. "Is... Is everyone alright?"

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    [align=left][size=10][font=times new roman][color=white]Pineheart looked at Jayfeather as they reached away from the fire. He was about to answer but collapsed.