yes. for now, blissful and darkened sleep swept over the star, obscuring all pain of body or spirit. and when she woke to both, she would grit her teeth twice as hard and return to the clan and the man she adored, her savior trailing quietly behind. when the trees of riverclan loomed, silvertongue turned to give him a single somber look of gratitude before melting into the taller frozen grass and shimmering in shadow to the borders and over.