Winterpaw helped Springpaw and Summerpaw with caring Washwhisker’s body. The day before, Washwhisker and Winterpaw were looking for herbs. Washwhikser had growled, saying he smelled a badger. Winterpaw had run back to get reinforcements, but when they got there, Washwhisker was drowning in his own bl@@d. “It’s my fault..” Winterpaw whispered. Summerpaw licked her head. “It’s ok, Winterpaw! It was an accident! Besides, he asked you to get help, didn’t he?” Summerpaw mewed. “No..” She mewed quietly. They put him down next to a tree. They started digging, their claws getting very muddy. Winterpaw jumped away, shaking the dirt off her claws. Summerpaw and Springpaw finish and push Washwhisker in the hole. They cover the hole up and sit down, exhausted. “Is it just me… or is it getting lighter?” Springpaw mewed, looking up. Just then, the sun came up where Springpaw was looking. “AHHH! MY EYES!” Summerpaw yowled in amusement. Winterpaw purred. “And that’s why you can’t look at the sun.” Stonestar purred, padding up to the cats. “Stonestar!” Springpaw murmured. Fallpaw ran over from the bushes. “He told me I could hunt with you guys!” She purred. Winterpaw saw Poppyflower and quickly headed away. “Is there something wrong, Poppyflower?” Winterpaw asked. She shook her head. “No, I’m fine. I was thinking of getting new herbs. We were low on feverfew and thyme. Oh! And we were out of catmint! And it's almost leafbare! Where can we find catmint, Winterpaw?” Poppyflower purred hastily. “We can find catmint at the twolegplace!” She chirped. Poppyflower nodded. Winterpaw raced away, heading to the twoleg place to get catmint. When she arrived, she jumped up and over a fence onto kittypet territory. “What are you doing here?” A cat mewed, sounding scared. “SUMMERPAW?!”
