StarClan Save Us [Leaffall/bare is Hell for TC, Final Plot]

"Its alright Frozenflame I'm here for you. Don't worry we'll get through this I'm sure of it." Cloverpool purred soothing and gave Frozenflame a lick on the cheek, then started to groom his waterlogged pelt, trying to get some warmth back into him.

Cucumberpaw looked around, everyone that she had dried off were fine, for now but they risked getting greencough being in the cold. "Nightfire? What can I do on make sure that cats don't get greencough?" The cream she cat meowed worry clouding her pale blue eyes.

Dreampaw sputtered but looked up with dreary eyes.
Y-yea," Dreampaw got up and shook off her fur. She took a look around.
"We're gonna catch our deaths in this cold if we don't do something," she stated, her Amber eyes still scanning the crowd. She took a step forward to test her side, finding that it was fine, she turned to Nightfire.
"I can always gather a group of cats that are feeling well enough to salvage some herbs," Dreampaw suggested.

Cobrapaw quietly padded past Cloverpool and Frozenflame as she took notice of where the dead where laid. Among them she could easily recognize her father and she felt tears sting her eyes. She had already lost her mother and now her father had been taken. Her spotted bengal pelt was waterlogged with water and she had a small wround from where some of the debris and a rock her hit her side but she never acknowledged that she was hurt she laid her ears against her wet head and she remained quiet for a little bit.