YewClan: Before Fox: Part 3

---- (Part 3)
My paws flew over the forest floor, the scent of the herbs in my mouth drowned out everything, my mind was locked on the same image, Tigerfoot, my old apprentice, trapped under the tree. I glanced quickly over my shoulder to check Diamondoak and Oakpaw were still keeping up, they were, Oakpaw's yellow eyes stared determinedly ahead, Diamondoak's usually gentle and warm features were hardened and her eyes narrowed, never had she looked more like her father, Timberfur, or her brother, Tigerfo- No! I snapped my head back round, worrying wouldn't do much good!  
---------
The leaves of the clump of bracken shook as Froststorm bounded from the undergrowth, Oakpaw leaped after him, I paused to gather my thoughts, and let a disturbed bee buzz furiously by. Here goes nothing. I darted through the bracken.
---------
Diamondoak stopped short as she saw the scene, Oakpaw had gingerly padded up to Tigerfoot's head and sniffed, as if looking for a wound. Creamstripe was trembling, her fur ruffled out and she started at nothing, her eyes glazed.
"Creamstripe?" I stepped quietly forward, frightened that sudden movement or noise would startle her "You ok?"
"It's my fault..." I started as she mumbled those words "I should of been quicker, gotten out the way of the tree... but I just...just..." She trailed off as she watched Oakpaw jab Tigerfoot's shoulder to try and rouse him.
"Listen Creamstripe, it's not your fault" I hissed through my teeth, she was still and unblinking, frightened she hadn't heard me I spat "Look at me Creamstripe" Almost instantly I regretted what I had spat, as looked at me through dull, glazed eyes, terrified to the roots of my fur I forced myself to speak firmly "It's not your fault" Before Creamstripe could reply Diamondoak, who had finally come to her senses, pushed some thyme in front of her paws
"Eat these, they'll make you feel calmer" Diamondoak's mew was soft and gentle, like a mother soothing a kit.  
-------------------
As Creamstripe ate the thyme dully, I swirled round to examine Tigerfoot.
"He seems fine Diamondoak, well, except his leg" Oakpaw indicated with his brown striped tail towards Tigerfoot's left hind leg, trapped under the weight of the tree. "I think he's unconscious though" I gentle muzzled my brother's head.
"I think your right, but just in case did you bring the poppy seeds?"
"Yes"
"Ok, then let's have a look at this leg"