Novastar's eyes opened gently as streams of sunlight showered down into the Leader's den. He opened his maw in a colossal yawn. Stretching each limb, he finally had awakened entirely and padded into the camp, the bright light blinding him for a few seconds before his eyes adjusted. Novastar's fiery pelt lit up in the daylight, giving him a nice glow. The muscular, yet slender tom seated himself beside the fresh-kill pile, grabbing a mouse and devouring it.