Watersong watched carfully, purring encouragement as the she-cat came around, setting her back down onto the sodden ground. "Spottedstar, Sunstar, any of you- can you get me some poppy seeds for her? And maybe some more reeds, moss for bedding... she can't be moved for a while," she fretted slightlty, but sat back on her shackles, slightly impaitent. She didn't know the territory enough to do most, if any of it herself.