- the loud and constant noise coming from the streets kept the young she-cat up most of the night,
and the continuous snoring coming from ryekit didn't aid her in sleeping. the sleepless night was
clearly seen on her face and in her eyes as she stifled a yawn. standing, and checking once more
on the motionless kit before heading towards the exit of the alley, stretching her legs as she walked.
the she-cat's ear flicked in the direction of talking but she didn't bother much with listening in. the
air smelled of gas and smoke and it tasted foul. after shaking out her fur, larksong took a seat and
began grooming her ruffled fur.
- sleeping.
