To say that it was strange to be in SpringClan was an understatement; after all, it had been so long since he had felt grass, real grass, under his paws. This wasn't to say that the other side of the veil was particularly unpleasant, just to say that he was... unused to the feeling of blood rushing through his veins. It was pleasant, truthfully, the way the faint breeze ruffled his fur, the scent of flowers, a taste of what he had once lost. Crowneddragon blinked the thoughts away: he wasn't here to get caught up in the way life felt, he was here on a mission. He had watched her from his side of the universe for a long time, and he had finally secured the ability to meet her in the flesh. It had taken him so long to do this; it had been what seemed like an entire lifetime since he was last able to visit her from his position in the stars. He had watched her grow intently, waiting for the exact moment to make his presence known. That time had finally come.

His gaze moved over the area. It was fascinating to him how the cats interacted with each other; it had been so long since he had experienced what it was really like to be surrounded by cats that had deep bonds with each other. It wasn't quite the same on the other side. Still, he was looking for her, his interest was in her, not really SpringClan itself. When his golden gaze fell across her pelt, he found that a soft smile crossed his face. Sakurastar in the flesh, how long he had waited for this moment.

With purpose to his step, he padded over to the empress, the easy smile not leaving her face. "Sakurastar! It's been so long!"