It was an absolute miracle and blessing. Something that the others would akin to a gift from the gods. And while Oberon wasn't a complete believer yet in such beings, he was slowly beginning to understand and feel welcomed by the possibility of their presence. Seeing the world below now covered in lush greenery and other alpine flora, brought a smile to his face that he thought forever lost. Birds were now singing nearby in the forests he was close to exploring.

The caribou and moose were now slowly returning to their gracing lands just below. Now the pack was not to starve. The need to leave was now gone. Northfall would be saved. Oberon went on to explore the forests of the mountain. Blue eyes taking in the vast beauty of his home seemingly for the first time since he had come here, realizing just how beautiful and different it all looked without the constant touch of darkness. Yes, he felt truly blessed this day. In fact, the whole pack probably did as well.