Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26053883-20160919223417/@comment-4593657-20160926000019

The silver tabby tom sat up, facing the cave entrance. He couldn't sleep. The hostile territory was not a place he wanted to be for very long, but even so he needed to remain alert. His green eyes shone bright when he turned, before he laid down. Even a restlessness wouldn't allow him to go against... anything.

Briarpelt, however, was fast asleep. The terrain of the mountains. Strange... and she was exhausted, dreaming of the sun and the moon...