Heavystar was at peace. For once his clan was thriving, even as they were only just settling in. It was unlike any other time. He found himself able to step away for once, sitting down at the bank of the creek that ran between Swiftclan's two camps. They would stay at the one they had stopped at until leaf bare peeled away its cold grasp. He watched as the silver sides of fish flashed as they swam close beneath the surface. He wore a warm, small smile on his face. The sun warming the similarly silver fur between his shoulders. Now it was just a waiting game, all would come to pass.