Flee-Bags!

*Whisperkit shot up* Flee-bags! *She ran to Wheatstar and hissed* Wolves! *She ran out and all the wolves started surrounding Whisperkit. They kept trying to nip her and take her.* Help! Help! *Thunderstrike, Hollowstream, and Wheatstar came running and leaped into the circle growling. They pounced on a wolf and started scratching and clawing it deeply. Whisperkit dodged a claw by a wolf by going under the wolf. She clawed the belly. The wolf plopped down and squash her. She was going out of breath* Whisperkit! *Maplestream ran to the wolf and clawed its side, it was screeching out of camp. She saw Whisperkit laying there with her sides heaving with air, her body was bleeding badly.* Oh dear, Starclan! *she grabbed the kit by the scruff and went inside the Medicine Cat den. She got cobwebs from bleeding, Coltsfoot for breathing, Thyme, and Marigold to cure the wound. She grabbed Chervile roots to keep out of infection* Stay in here. *She said and curled up next to her* Eat it, Sweetie. *Whisperkit reluctantly swallowed the herbs and they both went up to the high beachrock*