The air was dense, and moist as the scent, in the air was full of exotic plants. "Where am I?" Lionfang wondered aloud.
"Lionfang, you're awake!"
"Of course… huh? Oh, hello Sootclaw," Lionfang mewed at a ginger-brown she-cat, the Dawnclan medicine cat
"Do you remember what happened?" she asked gently.
"No… not a thing. Last thing I remember is speaking with Fi-" he began but cut himself off. "What just happened to me?" he asked, confused.
"Whitefrost says that you ran off, for no apparent reason. Then you didn't come back for a whole night so Oakstar sent Ashtail, Whitefrost, Thunderstorm and Icestream to find you. When they did, you seemed to in a coma. Thank goodness you're awake though!" Sootclaw exclaimed.
"Lionfang? Lionfang, are you awake yet?" a gentle voice tuned.
"Whitefrost!"
"Oh, Lionfang! I was so worried. I'm sorry I yelled at you!" Whitefrost apologized.
"Why are you apologizing? It should be me! I'm so sorry, of course I trust you! It's just that... I'm… I mean, we are going through a lot right now," Lionfang replied. Turning his head to Sootclaw for a moment he asked, "So I'm allowed to leave your den, right?" he asked, hopefully.
"Oh, yes, now go on, both of you. I think there's a naming ceremony for 2 kits, right now," Sootclaw purred.
Whitefrost and Lionfang padded out together, with their tail coiled and their flanks side, by side. "Oh, look a sunset!" Lionfang meowed.
"Umm… Lionfang… before the battle with Nightclan, a while ago, you were going to tell me something..," Whitefrost began but trailed off and met her soft blue gaze with his green-blue, ones.
"Whitefrost… I love you," Lionfang admitted, truthfully.
"I love you too… and you know what? I think you are as handsome as Firestar or even more. And as brave as a Lionclan cat plus a Tigerclan cat," Whitefrost smiled, gently.
"And you're more beautiful then any she-cat, the world has ever known."
"You will be known as Flowerpaw. Goldenheart, you have not yet mentored a apprentince, this will be your first," Oakstar mewed to a golden tabby tom. Goldenheart nodded as he touched noses with his excited apprentince. "Poppypaw, your mentor shall be Gorsecloud. Gorsecloud, you have done well with Ashtail, and I expect you to pass on your skills to Poppypaw," Oakstar finished, as the clan watched a smokey gray tom stride over to Poppypaw.
"Whitefrost, this is what clan life should be like, right?" Lionfang mewed.
"Definitely."