The plague was getting worse with each passing day. It was impossible to ignore the flood of cats in and out of the medicine den, and it was more than just a little concerning. If things weren't contained, and quickly, ThunderClan would have something out of control on their paws. There needed to be some separation. "Yo, ThunderClan!" Bumblestar's sharp bark ricocheted across the clearing as she moved to stand right in the center. "Those of you who able-bodied 'n not currently feelin' near death's den, gather yourselves up. The illness is spreading 'n I want to get a separate area by Sunkissed Creek in order so we can move the sick there 'n get it contained. I need cats willing to help out with construction. We'll be headin' out as soon as there's enough."
