Reedfur nudged the others in his patrol gently. "Guys? I know we want to grieve, but you know we have a mission to do." He tried to make his voice as sympathetic as possible. "Come on. We have to make this right." Brightsong and Cinderdapple gave him weary smiles as they got to their paws. Nearby, Ivyfleet was murmuring to Tornadoheart, preparing him for their journey and comforting him. Wetstream was talking with the family of cats that they had encountered, and whose kits they had saved. Reedfur joined her. "No, you won't," he replied in a strong voice. "Not on our watch." "Hello there."