Timber Crash fell into an uneasy sleep on his pile of straw, dozing fitfully. Every so often, his hooves would flail and he would mumble something about the forest. When Heavy Hoof woke him at "oh three hundred", he raised his head muzzily, his leaf-green mane strewn about messily. "Hmm? Me already? Okay. Couldn't sleep anyway."<br/><br/>He stood on watch until dawn, pacing around restlessly, his mind still consumed with thoughts of Pestilence, No Mark and the blight on the trees. When he spotted the sun rising in the eastern sky, he breathed a sigh of relief, letting the sun warm his face.<br/><br/>He kicked Heavy Hoof awake as Princess Luna arrived. "Good morning, Luna!" he greeted her, trying to keep the exhaustion out of his voice. "No problems on watch! How did you sleep?"