Silvertip Mountain But feathers are meant for the sky

Niita hadn't noticed Steady outside the den, had been too far away to make him out, but once he began to approach she nodded at him. Her ears flattened at his reprimand, she hadn't thought this was too close. It hadn't been like she was going to enter the clearing, she just didn't know where else to go with the food. 

"Sorry, won't happen again. Yeah, it's for them." Niita spoke after laying the rabbit before him, tone regretful. Unsure if she should go now, or if she was in for a lecture of some kind, Niita waited to see if he had anything else to say.