Warrior's Den

It is night, you decide to go slep now. Your sides hurt and your paws are heavy as you approach the den, sleep becoming the one thing of your mind. You walk past the cats in the den, some looking like they may not live. In Thornclan, guards and the leader get most food. The floor in simply leaves, which crackle with age as you lay on them. Here it smells horrible, and white spiders creep over the leaves. You fade into a restless sleep.