Brambleclaw awoke the next morning back at camp in his nest, having walked home groggily in the middle of the night. He opened his eyes slightly to see Squirrelflight curled up beside him and was tempted to talk to her, but decided against it. He was through with her. He would never trust her again. Brambleclaw stood up and shoved Squirrelflight away, receiving a frustrated, sad look, and padded out to the camp's clearing, looking around for someone to go on the dawn patrol. The first cats he saw were Hazeltail, who was munching on a crow while gossiping with Poppyfrost about the events that took place the night before.
"Hazeltail, Poppyfrost," he called, strolling over to them, barely able to keep his eyes open he was so tired. "Um…" He paused to collect his thoughts. "Uh, Hazeltail, will you take out a patrol with Poppyfrost and, err… um, Foxpaw? Or Cloudtail? Actually just take whoever you want… maybe Berrynose. He's barely been out of camp since Honeyfern died…?" He blinked awkwardly, wondering what was wrong with him.
"Of course, Brambleclaw!" Her blue eyes shone excitedly at being chosen to lead the dawn patrol. She stood up, completely forgetting about her crow, and started to pad off with Poppyfrost before turning to look back at him. "Do you want to come with us, Brambleclaw? You look like you need to get out of camp too." Her excitement turned to hesitated, not sure whether he should go or stay behind and get some rest. Hazeltail blinked up at him hopefully, and he gave in.
"Sure." He smiled as her face lit up and she dashed off with Poppyfrost to the warriors' den to fetch Berrynose. Brambleclaw padded over to the entrance to wait for them patiently. He sat down, wrapping his tail around his paws neatly. His head began to loll to the side as he started to doze off.