Beepaw was snoring, not sure of even what was going on. He woke up to a start, he felt uneasy and he smelled death.
What the?, he thought and smelled himself then laughing a little at his own joke and stretched out and stood up in his nest. When he walked toward the entrance he heard crying but very faint.
I shouldn't have laughed... he thought and shivered, the stench of death was even worse now, almost overwhelming. When he took a step out of the den he saw it was Sweetpaw that was crying and Minnowpaw was lying in the middle of camp.
"no..", he mewed quietly, almost under his breath.
(Voleheart sorry wild guess)