"It... Was... a tree..." Crimson mumbled, she trembled with cold and fright, gulping back salty tears. Crimson felt a paw on her back, she decided not to shrug it off this time, she was too tired and sad for that. She buried her head in the fox cubs sodden fur and shivered. Finally, once she had almost got over what happened, she realised she needed to do something, and fast. Crimson nudged Diamond over and gasped. The cubs white fur had turned red from blood, which seemed to be literally pouring out of a deep gash she had on her side. Crimson licked it franticly, and wondered why it had not clotted by now. Still it would not clot. She shot Mr Wolf a worried look and whispered. "W...what do I do now?"