Lucien Enjolras

"Amnesia!" Mothwing exclaims. "How strange." She sort of envies Charlotte and her lack of a clan or twolegs to miss, but then again... how disorienting, to wake up here with no history. She seems like a kittypet, without any immediately obvious scars or injuries. Maybe she's been abandoned by cruel twolegs, in which case Mothwing is relieved she's here now. "Well, if you ever need anything, I'm a medicine cat. I'm not sure if herbs can restore your memories, but they'll cure you if you ever get sick or injured."