His cinnamon fur flinched as he awoke. The tom let out a big burly yawn and stretched his long legs. Looking around, puzzled, he got up. Where am I? he thought for a moment.
"Woah, I fell asleep!" Risingsun exclaimed. Thankfully, it was only for a couple of minutes, so he wouldn't get in trouble. The sky was a light grey hue, and he could tell it was close to dawn. He beamed his genuine grin, and checked his freshkill pile he laid next to him. Yep, all of them were there. Two rabbits, one mouse, and a vole.
On the fresh grassy hill he was sitting on, he could see mountians ahead. I might as well wait to see the sun! he thought blissfully, as he curled his white tipped tail around his legs.
Actually...I better get going... he thought and grabbed his freshkill and ran to the Windclan camp.
((out))