A weary
Emberpaw blinked her eyes open, the sunlight breaching through the entrance to the den an eyesore. She sat up on her spot and rolled her shoulders, flexing her claws into the mossy bed. It took her a moment to gather herself and convince herself to stand, and when she rose she walked on stiff legs and thrashed her tail as she ducked out of the den and into the clearing.
(Going to Shadowclan clearing).