Nightwhisper sat with her in the little clearing. "Well.. You see, Starclan has just taken some of Bluesoul's kits. So it's sort of a bad time to be in the Medicine Den. Everyone is sort of sad." He flicked an ear, hoping his explanation sufficed.
Nightwhisper nodded. "True. We could probably look for more moss. That might be just the only thing I'm able to do right now." He huffed apologetically, wanting to do something with his daughter.