Suddenly, a roar erupted from the medicine cats den "WHERE ARE ALL MY HORSETAIL!?!?!". Rainwhisker appeared at the entrance of the den, his eyes narrowed into a glare as he stared around camp for the culprit.
Silverstream leaped up out of shock, her fur bristling. "A practice fight would be good, but I think finding Rainwhisker's horsetail is more important right now," She meowed, eyes wide.