Mew and cry pitifully
From Wikiventure
"I found your kit, Birdsong," the black cat growls, picking you up by the scruff of your neck in his massive jaws. You see your mother, a beautiful young tortoiseshell she-cat, rush up to you, frantically sniffing you to make sure you're alright.
"Thank you, Marshclaw!" she purrs in delight, taking you from the large black tom and carrying you back to camp. She sets you down next to your friends and siblings in the nursery.
.. What do you do?
