Jayfeather sat in the medicine den, sorting different kinds of herbs and berries, keeping a certain stick besides him as well, for some reason. He heard the faint steps of someone, and he did not recognize their scent. He whipped his head over towards the entrance. "Hello? Who are you, and what do you need?" he asked firmly, his gaze looking harsh and uncoordinated. His eyes were a very pale blue, to symbolize his blindness. The pale grey tabby waited for a response.