Terror was further along the border, now on the WindClan side. Her scent was spiked with the scent of fresh blood.
(Does somebody else want to be sent to their medicine cat?)

One-eye
One-eye popped his head in to check on Shadowclaw before going back to Dragonpaw, she was starting to shake

Spirepaw
Spirepaw spotted her mentor coming in "why is she shaking?"

Shadowclaw was worried. This sounded like shock; the very thing the thyme was supposed to prevent.

One-eye
One-eyes eye narrowed "Normally shock but we gave her thyme" He pressed his nose to her muzzle, "smell her breath, see how its rancid? That normally means that they have an infection or are really sick"

(Great, what new disease was she running about with in the middle of greenleaf?)
Shadowclaw pricked his ears. This seemed bad.

(Do you think I'm being to drastic? I just don't know how to make it interesting)

(That might be a step too far. And, believe me, there will be plenty to make it interesting.)

(Okay)
One-eye
Suddenly Dragonpaw vomited "That will be why" One-eye laughed "She must have had some crow-food"

Shadowclaw murmured, "I feel sorry for the crowfood."

Ashfire:
Ashfire growled in frustration. "Let's return to camp then."
Drizzleshine:
"Count yourself lucky." Drizzleshine growled. "Only because I heard there was rouge scent around windclan and shadowclans border." Drizzleshine looked worried. "In case there's a battle..." She trailed away.