Grovepaw stirred in his nest, finding it difficult to find sleep to drift into his eyes. Now, it was unfortunately normal for the slender, beige brown tom to find difficulty in sleeping, but this time he found it was because of the noise in the Apprentice's Den that he found no luck in sleeping. He bared his teeth and scratched the edge of his nest, the combination of his fidgetiness and the chatter irritating him.
"Could you keep it down?" He hissed at the awake apprentices, his demand being general due to his poor eyesight. His nest was at the far end of the den, further away from everyone else, so the distance caused him to fail to discern the culprits of the noise.
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