MoonClan
After hunting until sun high, Swiftwing had caught a sparrow and a vole. Carrying them back to camp, she tried not to let the brightness annoy her. After dropping the prey off she hurried to the den to relieve her eyes.
When Swiftwing woke, refreshed, the moon was shining. She stretched, and left the den. Dipping her head to Nightstar, she settled on a branch for her turn on watch.








