“Well, we better come up with something then!” Lilyflight exclaimed, unusually sharp in her worry. “She can’t stay like like! She needs a proper nest, and a decent amount of food, and to not have to worry about being hurt so much. It’s not right. It wouldn’t be right even if she wasn’t going to have kits.” She cast Rosethorn a reassuring glance. “We’re going to come up with something, even if someone has to go in there themselves. I’ve been part of something like this once, and I’ll do it again if I have to.”