"Why, isn't this just peculiar?" meowed the sickly sweet voice of a particular Regime feline. Gossamer Alessandra enjoyed night walks, even though, well, all walks were night walks if she stayed in the tunnels. She liked to ignore that fact, and ignore the fact that her internal clock had been perpetually messed up by this. "A little baby, so far from home." Her whiskers twitched in delight as she moved forward, closing the distance between the two of them. Fascination was in her eyes. Wasn't there an unsaid rule, or maybe it was perfectly said, that children needed to stay in camp? How did this particular child end up in her own home? Peculiar indeed. She tilted her head, before giving the kitten a good sniff.

"You're a long way from Kansas, aren't you, baby?" she asked. She wasn't quite sure where the scent came from- she hadn't particularly bothered to memorize the scents of those who were particularly far from her - but she knew it wasn't Regime, or Loner, or Rogue, or even kittypet. It sort of reminded her of Glowstar, but not, so she had a sense that maybe it was a forest clan kitten. She blinked; it didn't quite matter where he was from; he just wasn't from here.

"How did you get here?" Her voice was kind, the kind of kind that one shouldn't trust, but probably would anyways. "Or, I guess we can introduce each other first, hmm? I'm Commander Gossamer Alessandra, and you are, sweet angel child?"

She noticed the tear in his eye, and her bottom lip quivered for a moment. He had so quickly accessed her one weakness - cute things, or more specifically, cute things in pain. "Awww, baby," she meowed, before pulling the kitten close to her. Of course, this was probably the exact opposite of the thing that the kitten wanted to happen, but Gossamer couldn't help but give him a hug! "Don't cry, Ebonykit of NightClan. It's okay, buddy. We'll get you back." Honestly, she wasn't sure how she was going to get him back, or how she could get him back without being accused of kitnapping, but she'd figure it out somehow.

"And, hey, none of that apologizing or bowing stuff they teach you, kay? Commander is just a formality, ya don't have to do none of that dumb other stuff. And, between you and me, you're welcome in my tunnels any time that you want." She gave him a lick on his head, before looking around. She wasn't too familiar with how to get to NightClan from this particular spot, but she'd have to figure it out, right? She pulled away from the embrace she had pulled him into, before glancing around.

"So, you sleep-walked here? That's a pretty neat party trick," she meowed, trying to make sure that she got the story right. "And so you have no idea which way you came from, right?"