[doghouse]

@Blissie Bliss

Thrushfeather had been making his way to the fresh-kill pile at around the same time, carefully taking up a sparrow. But while doing that, he'd noticed Cistrusflower as she took a mouse and left. He hadn't seen her around in awhile, though that was likely due to her recent kitting. After a moment, the ginger tom padded over and settled a few tail-lengths away from her. But he didn't start eating just yet, and instead spoke a few moments later. "Cistrusflower! How are you?" He asked cheerfully, pausing afterwards to actually take a bite out of his meal. In doing so, he was careful to eat around the feathers. Actually, they would make a great addition to his nest, as he'd noticed that he was getting quite cold at night lately.

But he hadn't really focused upon that for very long, lifting his head to look over at the molly afterwards. He wasn't bothered in the least by her blindness. He probably wouldn't have ever noticed if not for how obvious it was on her face.