Mossear padded into the warriors den, tired and sore, after a long day of fulfilling his duties as a warrior. He was still getting used to it, after having only been appointed as a warrior about a moon ago. He removed the moss he had nestled into his large ears and set it neatly besides the patch of heather in the corner he normally slept in. Letting out a relieved sigh, he stepped onto the heather and curled up, making himself as comfortable as possible.
Finally, time for some rest.
He thought to himself, his eyelids growing heavy and eventually giving way to the strong pull of rest.
(kind of just a warmup lol, you can quote/reply if you want to though!)