Raven watches the curious exchange from the shadows, reveling in the fact that the clanners don't know she's watching them. This new cat, she doesn't seem to be family, and Demoneye appears to be on edge at her presence. So who is she?
A dark shimmer catches her eye in a higher branch. She leaps silently up to it, it's a feather. She picks it up, and lets it fall. The long, dark feather floats softly down on top of white fur. Demoneye's sister's fur.