Board Thread:CaveClan/@comment-26225074-20150525185734/@comment-26225074-20150527202957

Stonefeather barely reacted to Dawnpaw's presence. He would never have expected an action like that from her before the disaster. They were sort of family, sure - she was his mate's younger sister, but they'd never been especially close. Friendly certainly, and she was the first person to have seen his kits, besides him and Snowstream of course...

He accepted the comfort. It was nice to have someone's warmth with him. He glanced at Minkpaw before falling asleep and almost wanted to invite her over, but he said nothing. Maybe she wanted to be alone.

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His sleep was deep and restful for the sheer reason that Stonefeather had been exhausted when he lay down the night before. He woke with renewed energy and saw that he was first. He gently removed himself from Dawnpaw and padded towards the exist, lapping at the water coursing through the stream. His hunger assaulted him immediately.

He peered into the stream, wondering if any fish were inside, and he sat by its bank in stillness waiting.