[Unimaginative]

Hailpelt sat quietly at the edge of camp, gazing at his clanmates with a silent interest; though he couldn't hear what they were saying, aside from a word here-and-there, he was watching their body-language, trying to understand the dynamics between the various cats involved in conversations.

The young tom stretched, yawning loudly, before lying down comfortably. He was bored, but content to be so at the time. Boredom meant safety, and that was something Hailpelt treasured, for not just the clan, but himself.