Silverlight Terrace viii. wash away the stained skin,

Sandy smiled. He wasn't sure of the whole story. But he was glad to at least help a little to make a smile come to her face. She had seemed quite grave when he had encountered her again.

A small smile on his face at his words. And he nodded. Thank you. I appreciate that.

He shifted and looked around them, a little uncomfortable now with the praise, but it was alright. He'd get over it soon enough. Though his eyes sparkled a little more now. It was nice to know he wasn't as stale as he thought he was.

I hope you like my home for however long you stay with us. There are many forests and rivers. And it smells fresh all the time.

There wasn't much that he didn't love about Riverclan. The fresh air, the rivers, the way the land was like paradise and the abundance of prey. Mostly small game, but there were enough deer to keep them fed.