Daybreakheart didn't swim in the sea very often, but today he felt in the mood for it. After leaving his bandana on the beach, he walked into the sea until his shoulders were submerged in it. Then he started swimming. It felt different, swimming here than in one of Riverclan's many rivers. More dangerous, sure, but also more freeing. He could swim much further here. Daybreakheart had completed a few laps before he noticed the waves coming in. He had been close enough to the shore to avoid the worst of them before, but somehow he had managed to swim himself close enough to the bigger waves. Big enough to knock any cat down. He was able to push himself up above the waves the first time, but another wave came as soon as he did. Miraculously his head popped up again. Daybreakheart frantically pattled to the shore, knowing he couldn't d!e like this, out of his own stupidity. What would happen to his daughter if he did, or his clan? Probably nothing, they were self-sufficient without him, but he still didn't want to disappoint them. Out of the corner of his eye, Daybreakheart spotted a floating piece of wood. It may not help, but it might be one of his only hopes of survival. His head still bobbing up and down, he swum towards it. A minute later, he managed to get his forelegs into the wood and dig his claws into it. He caught his breath first, then started to think. If he kept kicking his back legs and pushed towards the shore, he'd probably make it back. Before he could try, another wave came over his head. Daybreakheart came up again, but when he did he was disoriented. He glanced towards the beach and found it looked different than it had before. How far had that wave carried him? He didn't have long to ponder the question before a hand reached down and scooped him up out of the water. -------- I don't know how much clarification this needs, but 1. this is not a death srp, and 2. Daybreakheart will go missing, not moved to a different allegiances.
