[Abyssopelagic]

Dimhazel softly pads through the territory, a white not-quite-newborn kitten clutched carefully in their jaws as they navigate their way back home. A sudden breeze brush past the two and the kitten begins to squeal, wiggling and flailing in displeasure at the cold.
They stop, finding a sheltered spot to set the kit, wrapping their tail around the kitten to warm her and she snuggled closer to hide away from anymore offensive cold.
The fawn coloured cat sighs, grooming their new responsibility's little face, a sad affection in their gaze. They'd have to ask one of the queens in the nursery to feed her, as they wouldn't be able to. Hopefully no one would turn her down because she wasn't Clanborn, but maybe they'd lie and say she was to make the possibility less likely.
Their ears swiveled as they heard a noise, head turning to follow the direction and they leaned foward defensively, only relaxing again when they noticed it was only Cinderstar, even straightening their posture but still slightly dipping their head to her.
"Cinderstar," they started, not quite sure what to say, so they left the questions and prodding that were sure to come up to the leader, and simply answer truthfully.
@marni