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Quietsong grew up sleeping on the comfiest beds twoleg money could afford. His standards for beds, like most things in his life, is on a higher level than most cats. He found a decent substitute in a large, abandoned bird's nest. He dragged it back to the cavern and spent the better of a week modifying it with moss and downy feathers till he was satisfied. Now he sleeps comfortably in arguably one of the softest nests in the clan. He's recently been working on making similar nests for the elders and queens - as well as teaching any warrior interested in learning.

This piece is another submission for the Daylight Gathering of .

Description
Quietsong grew up sleeping on the comfiest beds twoleg money could afford. His standards for beds, like most things in his life, is on a higher level than most cats. He found a decent substitute in a large, abandoned bird's nest. He dragged it back to the cavern and spent the better of a week modifying it with moss and downy feathers till he was satisfied. Now he sleeps comfortably in arguably one of the softest nests in the clan. He's recently been working on making similar nests for the elders and queens - as well as teaching any warrior interested in learning.

This piece is another submission for the Daylight Gathering of .