[bobtail]

Palegleam winced as she padded into the den, her entire body aching. She'd gotten the matted fur and various cuts and bruises that every cat had during the flood, but, as usual, she had to be clumsier than the rest and stumble as she fled. She'd been lucky that she hadn't gotten lost on the way out of the camp! The light-furred she-cat looked nervously around the den, lifting her right forepaw, as putting weight on it just made her pain worse. She could guess that something was wrong with that leg, perhaps a sprain or wrench; without a medicine cat, she couldn't know for sure. The line of cats to see Geckoleaf and Daypaw had shortened considerably, so she'd decided to finally start moving and ask for some help.

The ShadowClan warrior looked around for Daypaw; it wasn't that she didn't trust Geckoleaf, but she'd prefer to be treated by a cat she already knew, even if not personally. Palegleam frowned and meowed quietly, "Daypaw? Are you here?"

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