Scorchedpaw shrugged, slightly taken aback by her excitement. He looked around; this place was much different form both his homeland and ShadowClan, however he liked it. It seemed more like home, unlike ShadowClan. He let a small smile come to his black lips,..perhaps in this place he would find the meaning of 'happiness'.
Hareflight looked around, and stretched her limbs, and for the first time in days her head was not burdened down by grief. She stood and padded out of the warriors den, blinking as the brightness of the dawn that shown through camp. Today was a bright new day, and her grieving was finally over.

























