The sunset held dashes of scarlet and yellow scorching the sky, the sun making its way down. Stars twinkled faintly in the sky; you could only see them if you searched hard enough. Brambleclaw, the dark brown tabby, laid down on a large rock under a few trees. He yawned, stretching his long legs out.

Brambleclaw: "We should rest here for the night. The sun's going down, so we won't be able to travel anyway." He said, his amber eyes darkened due to tiredness. .

Squirrelpaw nodded in agreement, her emerald-green eyes lightening at the mention of sleep. She excitedly made her way to Brambleclaw, laying down beside him, her dark ginger fur blowing in the wind.

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You were laying down under a broken tree, it hanging down to where its leaves slightly brushed your fur. The air was cool and the tree made a dark shadow. Crowpaw, a gray-black tom, was resting with you. His tail gently touch your fur, and he seemed content and happy with you.

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Tawnypelt, Stormfur, and Feathertail were already asleep in a makeshift nest of leaves and twigs. Crowpaw had always been gentler and kinder when he was around you, and never snapped at you. He was much more playful, and often went out hunting with you.