Well, That Certainly Happened. {Open, Med Cat Needed.}

Morningfog had walked on tired paws, she smelled of WindClan as that was where she had ended up and was chilled to the bone from the water. Even her RiverClan pelt couldn't withstand hitting the Gorge's water and not get soaked. She hadn't paid much attention to the two apprentices that had gone with her but, she knew that Aspenpaw had come out unharmed as far as she could tell. Greypaw should be fine, nothing had happened to that apprentice, thankfully. She coughed as the remnants from borderline drowning caught up with her again. Her sides were still bleeding from the sharp rocks but, her pelt was still wet and made it hard to tell if it had slowed. With a tired huff, she basically fell, head on her paws and eyes heavy. She would see Cloudstone once her legs felt like moving again.

Smkeface raced to his mate, practically stumbling over his paws as he stopped dead in his tracks, slightly gapping, worry shadowing his face. "M-my Morningfog...?" he pleaded for her to wake up. He prayed to StarClan she was fine, his whiskers twitching in startling moments.

Morningfog looked up at him before forcing herself to her feet, sitting up now. "There was a kit... WindClan..." She coughed and grimaced at the cold around her, she swore her fur was frosting over, it could have been blood drying. She wasn't too sure. She coughed a bit more from inhaling water and shivered.

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Cloudstone poked his nose out of his den at the scent of blood. 'Don't tell me there was another border skirmish..' The medicine cat brought out some cobwebs, the only medicine he had plentiful of, and approached Morningfog. After a quick look over the she-cat, he was somewhat relieved to find that it wasn't battle wounds. Still, he could only assume she had fallen into the Gorge, so he went back into his den to grab some other herbs he might need.

The tom waved his white tail as an indicator for Smokeface to back off a bit. While he inspected the wounds on the warrior, he noticed the Windclan scent, and his anxieties flared up again. Was she pushed? "Does it hurt to breathe? Anything hurt more than the rest?"

She shook her head, looking at Cloudstone. "Well, not... Not really, I've been coughing up water but, I think it's mostly out. My sides hurt and I'm sore from swimming- my chest hurts though..." she meowed.

ooc: Mind if I hop in?

IC: Dawnpaw had been wandering around camp when she heard worried chatting and she rushed over to see what was going on. She froze when she saw her mother on the ground, bleeding. Her father was already here and so was Cloudstone, the medicine cat. Dawnpaw stood and gaped at the scene, but stepped back a bit to allow Cloudstone some room. "W-What happened?" She stuttered.