Floating Along

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    Driftwood, a loner, was floating down the river on... well... her namesake. No memory, no nothing. Just her, herself, and she. And she was in pain.

    Mossheart was hunting for trout on the riverbank. She looked up and saw a scarred cat rushing by on a piece of driftwood. Mossheart left her fishing and dove into the river. She dug her teeth into a piece of branch that was jutting out and pulled with all of her might. When she got to shore she shook out her fur and started to groom. "So, by your scent you're not a Clan cat," she said to the stranger. "What's your name and why were you floating down the river?"

    Driftwood shook her head and tried to get up, only to flop back onto her side. "I-I... don't remember..." she said, her voice wracked with pain. "Ugh, my head..."

    Koiflight, a young Riverclan warrior, heard a groan and rushed through the bushes to the river. In her hurry she tripped over a fallen branch, and slid halfway down the slight slope. She quickly bounced back up and bounded over to where Mossheart was talking to a soggen cat. "What happened?" She exclaimed.

    Koiflight glanced uncertainly at Mossheart. "W-what should I do?" She stammered. "Do you want me to go get the medicine cat?"