Mysterious Friend
He hopped onto the first of the stones, watching the water rush against it before jumping to the next one.
"Hyup–" He let out before catching himself on one foot.
For a moment, his balance was tested halfway across the makeshift bridge, finding the flow of the river seeming to intensify now that he was midway through. As he moved to jump to the next one–the stone suddenly moved.
"Wha–"
The rushing, rampant water pushed it, knocking it out of its place as he found himself stumbling just short of the other side of the river. He planned to throw his dagger, pulling his left hand to do so as his right stretched in front of him.
Before he could toss his weapon, he found his outstretched hand grabbed, stopping his fall as he blinked a few times. It wasn't until balancing himself did he notice there was somebody standing at the other side, catching his hand.