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Nighty (sorry for it being late and short!)
The large, burly form of Cloudyfoot broke through the barrier of the den. His normally bright amber eyes now exhausted and somewhat delusional; he hasn't had too much rest since the liberations. Cloudyfoot's amber eyes searched the den, but found no one; he padded softly and slowly over to his nest, which was one of the largest. He plopped himself down on the fresh moss and ferns, slowly drifting into the dream land of his sleep. Cloudyfoot's amber eyes slowly flickered closed, and the world disappeared from his reality.