Sarrowpaw's Training.

Sarrowpaw opened her eyes. She was lying just outside the rock cleft in the ThunderClan camp. She blinked wearily, staggering to her paws. She stretched her limbs and padded outside. She saw Ebonyroot's figure at the entrance to the camp, leading into the raving. She quickly bounded over to her. "Hi, Ebonyroot." She whispered, careful not to wake anyone. "Ebonyroot, am I sleeping?" Sarrowpaw meowed, sitting down besides the starry shape that loomed over her and wrapping her tail neatly around her paws. She shivered, her pads chilled from the snow, ice, and frost. She soon returned her thoughtful green gaze back to Ebonyroot.