"Making new fish would help substantially.  The issue is less than it was last leaf-bare, but the fish which died then are still dead."

"Okay, sure, I can put a filter in the river and restock it with fish, plus a fountain for drinking. Won't completely fix the problem but hopefully it'll help. Plus the NO DUMPING sign but sometimes signs get ignored."

Leopardfur looks at Fireheart expectantly.

"Twolegs can talk to each other even when they aren't in the same place.  A sign is - that, I think."

"Yeah, basically. I will make a visible rectangle and Twolegs who look at it will think 'ah, someone wanted to tell us "no dumping"' but they might ignore it."

"All right.  You may do that, or have you already."

"I haven't already. Where do you want the fountain?"

She spends a moment considering, her tail lashing.

"At our camp would be best."

"Show me?"

"All right."  She turns away and starts walking.

There are cat-sized stepping stones; Fireheart carefully makes his way across them.

Cam is not cat-sized but follows as politely as he can.

Leopardfur begins loping once Cam reaches the other side, but Fireheart catches up with her and speaks inaudibly with her for a bit and thereafter she moves at more Cam-appropriate speeds.  It takes a while, at those speeds, to reach a half-orange willow tree with its branches dipping into a river, but not terribly long.  "Wait here," instructs Leopardfur before disappearing into the canopy.

"ThunderClan is also somewhat short on prey, after the fire," Fireheart meows softly, sitting down.  "I wonder if you might help replace those populations as well."

"So the thing with making animals is they come out stupid. Fish are pretty stupid to start with, and also they hatch out of eggs, so I can make some stupid adult fish and some normal fish eggs that will become normal fish later, but this works less well for anything that raises babies, like rodents and birds. What I could do is scatter around a lot of stuff they like to eat? Seeds and things, and maybe that'll attract them in greater numbers."

"I think we would appreciate that.  Or, some of the undergrowth and such is growing back already, but there could certainly be more of it in some areas."

"Sure, just tell me what plants and where."

"All right, next time we're in - "

Leopardfur pokes her head back through the willow curtain.  "Enter."

In Cam comes.

It takes a bit of effort to part the branches above cat height, but he can manage to get in without breaking a permanent hole in their wall.

Inside, there's plenty of room for him to stand; it's not a small willow.  The river cuts through the camp, quite close to the trunk, with a relatively large island in the middle; the area is dense with reeds, with some signs of intentional construction and weaving.  There are maybe fifteen or twenty cats visibly watching him, sitting in clusters or looking up from a fish they were eating or wading out of the river.  Leopardfur disappears into a reed cluster.

"Hello, everyone. Where would be the ideal place for a fountain?"

"What are the considerations?  How big is it; does it need anything to work; does it go in the water or on land . . ." asks a pale greyish-blue tabby.

"I was thinking about this tall, this wide," Cam gestures, "it'll go right on the border of the water. I'm going to set it up so it's powered by the river flowing and it's self-cleaning so it won't need much maintenance, but it's always possible for things to break."

"I suppose over here would be best," she says, padding over to a a bit of shoreline between where Leopardfur went and another patch of reeds.  "Will it still be usable when the floods come or the river freezes?"