Firenose cant sleep.

Firenose sat in the clearing, flexing his claws in and out, energy running loose in his body bouncing back and forth from his ears to his tail. Looking off into the quiet, cold night, he sighed. He wanted to go out there and run, but it was too cold. He should be sleeping, he thought, But every time he lay his head down a dream of a dark forest kept flashing in his mind. Narrowing his amber eyes, he gazed into the darkness.