Angelfur's Fall

Sparrowstar sat in the middle of the empty camp, chewing hungrily at a beaten up bone. Angelfur was sitting next to her, every single bone in her body showing. She had abandoned the rabbit's bone she was trying to digest, and was weakly trying to steady herself. Sparrowstar stared warily at her deputy, and quickly fetched a shrew from the Fresh-kill pile. Angelfur was just adjusting to being a Clan cat, not an underfed rouge. Sparrowstar motioned to the shrew, and Angelfur leaned down to gulp it down. Halfway there, she collapsed and her expression went blank. Sparrowstar screeched and ran to get herbs. Carefully she recalled her herb memory, and with the little she knew, gave Angelfur the treatment to awaken again.
At first, she was wobbly and drowsy, but then spotted the shrew and gulped it down in a few famished bites. Still very weak, she pleaded with her eyes for more. Sparrowstar quickly fetched a squirrel and a robin, plopping them in front of Angelfur. Angelfur shaved them soon and licked the bones clean. In place, she fainted and slept. Sparrowstar cursed and then sent a prayer to StarClan to send them a medicine cat. A blinking star shone back. Sparrowstar nodded thankfully and dragged Angelfur to the den.