Silverpaw danced on a giant mushroom, then dived into a river of clear cookie frosting. He floated in the river on his back, licking the frosting from his front paws and whiskers. "Unicorns..." he murmured happily, eating the sugary stuff like a bear in a beehive. Eventually he drifted to the riverside and clambered onto the ground, which was made of various cookies. The frosting dripped from Silverpaw's pelt, and, dragging his derpsword with him, he made his way to the marshmallow tree (which he seems to live in now). Sleepily he cleaned his fur of the frosting and finally curled up on a fluffy cream puff high in the tree on a ledge, falling asleep almost instantly.