Redtail Rise we don't know where it came from but it's attracting a lot of cats

The odor and wetness were unpleasant, though at least the weight on his back disappeared. The young Bearclaw’s head rose slightly, wobbling as he unleashed a tiny phwoar of victory that turned into an exaggarated yawn.

Mouth wide open, he caught a few droplets as his father’s vomit splattered the den floor. Apparently pleased with this offering, his head drooped down to the  ground, careless of the mess as he settled down with a final, triumphant hmph.