Thunder Rising/Chapter 17

Chapter Sumnary
 Gray Wing's PoV 
 * The sun had went down, and stars begin to appear in the night sky. A breeze blows over the moor, carrying smells of smoke and ash from the burnt woods. Weariness overwhelms Gray Wing, ever since the light had died, but he tries to keep his head and tail high as he walks. At the top of the hollow, Rainswept Flower passes him, carrying a mouse, and she asks where he's going. The golden-eyed rogue says he's preferring to sleep beneath the sky, and the brown tabby nods cheerfully, before heading on. Gray Wing leaves the hollow, and pads across the moor, hoping the fresh heathery scents clear his mouth of the bitter smoke taste, and to ease his breathing. Besides that, he doesn't want cats viewing him as weak, for he might lick his injured paws, or quiver with pain.