Acornheart woke again, this time, finally, far more lucid than before. He had a better grasp of his surroundings, and his body was surely appreciating the rest. He lifted his head, looking about the medicine cat den. While the tom had no idea who may have visited as he rested, or indeed who still carried the mantle of warrior amongst his Clanmates, he'd at least spotted Chrysalisgaze, and had been vaguely aware of Swallowpaw tending to them both.
As his gaze swivelled to the front of the den, he spotted her re-entering, carrying something in her mouth.
"Swallowpaw!" he mewed happily, his eyes crinkling shut. "You're awful diligent, working with us so much. I hope Tigerfoot is giving you enough time to yourself!"
As his gaze swivelled to the front of the den, he spotted her re-entering, carrying something in her mouth.
"Swallowpaw!" he mewed happily, his eyes crinkling shut. "You're awful diligent, working with us so much. I hope Tigerfoot is giving you enough time to yourself!"
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