ALL I'M LEAVING IS THE PAST BEHIND ☆ o, seagulls

[RHINESTONE.]

[glow=#b8dcf8,2,300]▶ NATURE'S CORRUPTED IN FACTORIES FAR AWAY ◀[/glow]

Annoyance bubbled unpleasantly throughout Rhinestone's form as he swiped at the diving pests, his anger only relieved by the arrival of both Sugarspice and Stormspine to help. He sighed a little as he heard the newest of their warriors, nodding his head in agreement before he muttered, "You're right... at this rate, we won't be able to actually eat any of the food we've caught, since the seagulls will just swipe it away while we're asleep." He set his jaw at the thought, shaking his head from side to side in frustration. He tried to think back to how the last leader had seen fit to deal with the seagulls, but he found his mind coming up blank, save for images of swirling seas and yelling as the hurricane slammed itself into Palmclan's territory. He had to close his eyes briefly to calm himself, a shuddering breath coming from him before he could stop it. It seemed as though thinking of the past was still difficult, when there were so many out there to be missed.

Eager to get his mind off of worse things, Rhinestonestar instead looked towards Stormspine, listening to the dinosaur's words. He tapped a paw thoughtfully against his muzzle, sitting back on his haunches before he spoke, "A structure of some kind would be good... like Sugarspice said, a container would be best, since we could keep it in the same spot. Until we can make something, however, maybe we could move the prey pile to one of the dens, temporarily? It wouldn't be the most convenient thing in the world, but it's unlikely any of the seagulls will go down into the tunnels." He didn't like the idea of nighttime guards needing to carefully weave their way into a den in order to get a late dinner, but it would only be until some sort of container could be made.