The shove and words from Quicksilver was enough to knock some sense back into Yewpaw. She shook the haze away.
"Right. Right." She replied, breathless despite the fact she had yet to move an inch. Right. Move. She needed to get out of here. Where in StarClan was Brindlejaw? Wasn't he supposed to be the one gathering everyone up? She hoped her mentor was okay.
Starclan, starclan, starclan! If she stood here much longer she was going to freeze up again - she couldn't waste time looking from the brindled deputy,
"Thank you, Quicksilver." She meowed quickly before darting towards the camp entrance, weaving through the throng of cat and coyote alike. This was a nightmare brought to life.
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RedHead