[Barnabas]

Mothpaw made her way out of the apprentice's den with a light yawn after waking up. She stumbled over to the fresh kill pile, sleep still hung in her eyes and brain. Mothpaw's fur was sticking out and moss was all clumped in large chunks, but the apprentice hadn't payed attention to it quite yet. She took out a small mouse before sitting down beside the fresh kill pile. Mothpaw took a small bite, her eyelids fluttering a bit. I can't think today. Maybe running through the territory will wake me up. I could probably take somebody with me.
@Mystic