Rainfeather's broken heart mended. Her vision blurred as she noticed she was crying.

"Lightray?"

"Rainfeather!?"

"LIGHTRAY!"

"RAINFEATHER!"

Rainfeather bolted to him, and Lightray bolted to her. Rainfeather forgot everything around her. The Sandwens, Elmwing, the chaos about to explode around her. Nothing was in her mind except for Lightray, his flowing mane, his pure white feathers still shining even in the darkest of moments, his hushed tone that can create peacefulness every time he spoke to anyone, his sleek coat- everything. When they met muzzle muzzle, Lightray wrapped his neck around hers. Rainfeather wrapped her wings around him.

"I thought you were dead." He whispered.

"You thought?" She whinnied.

Hazelblaze took a step foward, then another. Rainfeather included her in their embrace, for once not thinking about when the mare bullied her as a foal. Together they huddled, and hope filled Rainfeather's heart. No matter what happened next, they would make it through all the way, together.