Berrypelt watched as Brokenheart entered Silhouettepaw's dream. It was something she'd done before, and wasn't a really big deal. Until, Brokeenheart started thrashing around. Berrypelt stood, alarmed. "Brokenheart!" She yowled. "Brokenheart, don't do anything stupid!"
Swiftheart had woken and left the den, going to wake Beachpelt as he promised. He put on a fake smile and cheery attitude, and padded into the Warrior den. "Beachpelt!" He called. "My wounds are patched up!" It was partially true. His wounds were tended to, but not healed.
Runningsong sat with Greykit, not wanting to leave the kit to mourn alone.