Thread:FeatherflightTheSkyWing/@comment-32195317-20181128223028/@comment-35079031-20181206232848

Windreader grimaced. "I had a feeling this would happen. That's why I called the foragers here," he nodded to Acorn and Grass. "Fetch the traveling herbs."

He met Bird's eyes steadily. "I don't want to risk the elders and kit-mothers- Chirp and I have dcided to send out a party to scope out the area. It's a long journey, but if you all hurry, you'll get there and back in time to report the status on the ice bridge." Chirp nodded shakily.

Mouse looked up at Windreader with round amber eyes. "Who are you sending?" Windreader licked at his scraggly, ungroomed chest fur. "I'll announce and eating time. Now, leave me." He looked down at them with watery blue eyes. "I must rest." Chirp nodded briefly to them, then settled down next to the old tom, talking to him in a low, shaky voice.