Ebony was sitting in her small  room, in the peaceful little home, reading a book. The Warriors series to be exact. She loved those books! They were the best books in the whole wide world! She practically loved any book made by Erin Hunter. She was the best author in the whole wide world, well to her anyways. She could relate to the cats in the clans, and to be specific Scourge. No one knew him, understood him, they all thought he was just a savage, murderous beast. He was just a cat like them! They just didn't understand. She yawned as she continued to read a battle scene. Maybe it was bedtime. After all, it was 12:00 in the morning. 

Ebony sighed, turned out her nightlight, and closed her book, setting it to the side, so she could get comfortable. She turned to her side and closed her eyes, slowly drifting to sleep. Her eyes shot open when she heard a scratching sound, but soon found out it was just her cat. She patted on the bed right next to her and the cat jumped up to her.  He was a Black, slender cat with Yellow-Amber eyes, and short, but knotted fur. He hasn't been brushed today. Oh well, she'll brush him first thing in the morning. He began to purr and kneaded on her ribs. It tickled and she gave a small laugh, before closing her eyes tiredly. She soon drifted off into a deep sleep and began to dream about wonderful things, reliving the (Few) happy moments in her life.