[dino.]

// @marshall

>Loonkit<

A thin form slipped soundlessly into the leaders' den. Feathers and a couple of seashells and stones were clamped in Loonkit's jaws. She glanced around the empty den before setting her things down. She'd been a bit bored lately - there hadn't been much to do and she'd been growing a tad restless. So how did she fix this? Start gathering random stuff she found inside camp and drop them off at Skystar's den when she was done.

Loonkit had no idea how the tom was feeling, but if he was a bit down, maybe these would help. Or maybe they'd just irritate him. Either was good to her. She scooped the feathers over to his nest and started to tuck them in, tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth in concentration.