Lost Creek Hollow Dismayed I'm a later bloomer

No, no, he said gently to her. You did exactly what I should have done.

Silvertongue had kept their home safe. Crowfeather nudged her with his nose, a cold press to her shoulder. He did not want her to feel bad for springing into action. It was the shadow who should have felt remorseful. He had not done what was best for the others. It would not happen again, if he could help it.

Motioning with his snout, the dark shadow led the two of them to a peaceful portion of Riverclan. They would eat and talk. He would compliment her bravery. The shadow would never understand why she remained there, with him. He knew that he was grateful.