Lionstar gazed out into the moonlit sky and sat there thinking. At the present state, ThunderClan was still suffering under the scarce prey. Luckily, prey was just plentiful enough so that the kits could be fed well.
Now he averted his gaze onto the camp. Onto the Clan he loved with his life. Silently, he prayed to StarClan for wisdom and strength to carry on throughout the long leaf-bare.
He meowed softly, before sleep finally overtook him. Lionstar shut his eyes, and drifted off to sleep. He had duties to perform tomorrow, and he needed the rest.