Sparrowstar carefully climbed out of the rabbit-hole that was her newest den. Growling as dry earth fell into her eyes, thoughts wirring, she clambered out and streached her back properly. Her den was so tiny, and it made for a bad den. She doubted they would stay here for long

Just let them rest Her brother Leapstep had told her. He was right, but she could tell her clan was getting nervous.