QUAILSTEP
It had kind of been eating at her, ever since they met Rain at the border. Quailstep had been blinded by her adherence to their Clan life, suspicious of a strange cat at their border, despite their Clan's long history of taking in others. Quailstep told herself it was simply an overabundance of caution, what with the recent fights along the borders and her still growing used to their new territory. It would be awhile yet before she felt it was truly memorized.
In any case, she felt bad about Rain. The young mother was so clearly in need of help, and she'd not recognized it. Which was why today, Quailstep had taken an early morning hunt and returned with not only some prey for the Clan, but specifically a sparrow. Her own mother had told her that was her favorite prey when she had been expecting, so maybe the same would hold true for Rain? After dropping off the other portion of her catch to the fresh-kill pile, she made her way to the nursery with the sparrow in her jaws.
"Er, Rain?" she mewed, spotting the young cat. "I... brought you some fresh-kill."
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