Hushed Willows not idly do the leaves of lorien fall

The dappled light was not harsh, but Starbuck blinked a few times to chase away the vestiges of sleep. She smiled gratefully at Larkspur, who must have left while she slept to find the meat she now offered. Starbuck stood, then stretched her paws in front of her, a great yawn escaping her as she did so. 

She took the half rabbit and ate it quickly, ravenous now that she had slept so deeply. When her hunger was sated she smiled again and once again thanked Larkspur. Thank you. Your hospitality is greatly appreciated, but I do not wish to overstay my welcome. I should be off while there is still light. Starbuck felt connected to Larkspur now, and though it would be sad to part, she had a duty to deliver the message.