Ruka nods slowly, considering it. She supposes it's not too different from humans. No doubt there were plenty of humans who wouldn't mind it, just like there were likely cats who didn't mind it either. But if she thinks of dried pellets vs. prey as something like, dehydrated food vs. a steak, she wouldn't like that much either.

Bluestar's got her there with all that.

"I wouldn't force you." That much Ruka knows is true. "I'm sure there's prey around here for you, though I wouldn't know where to begin helping you with that."

She rubs the back of her neck, watching Bluestar. "I'm sorry you're dealing with this. I'm sure your family is missing you as much as you miss them... There has to be a way to get back to them somehow."