Silver awoke before anyone else had.
Nightmares again, great...
He thought sadly. He glanced at Flurry.
Still sleeping peacfully... Good...
So she hadn't noticed him mubling or thrashing around in his sleep. He would rather she didn't know he was having nightmares, because then she might have them too.
He looked at the sky.
It's easily midnight...
The stars were faded, the moon setting ever so slowly. He sighed, and looked around. He ran into a clearing and started practicing his attacks, as well as inventing some dazzling new moves, which could easily win if he were a Contest Pokemon. But Cassie was a breeder. And he wasn't in a contest, these moves were about power. Defence. To defend Flurry. He looked at the sky again.
Only about 1 A.M. now...
He started to train his moves more, in private, because he didn't like to show his moves unless he was using them to defend someone. He trained himself half to death, and when he came back to the camp, he didn't look well. He was kind of limping off of his right paw, his head and all of his paws were covered in dried blood, his own, and he was so dizzy he had to sit down. His fur was all ruffled up, he looked like a mess.