The Thundercats returned to Third Earth, and although all had been injured in some form or another, they refused to stay on the Astral Plane, the vote being that it was "a bit to dreary".

Leona left Cats Lair soon after they got there, stopping only to say thank you to Wily Kit and to gather her belongings.

No one really missed her, though she was often thought about, the puzzlement of how she got there, and whether they would ever see her again, hovering around the edge of their minds.

But at the Stellar Court things did not go quite so well.
 
 

Lady Aquila kneeled before Lord Zodiac in his "throne chamber", a small room where he saw only a few people at a time. In the darkened room, he preferred to keep it shadowed, she could only make out his seated figure from mid-chest down. Still, she did have to see his face to know he was not pleased.

"I am very disappointed with you, Lady Aquila, it is not like you to fail."

"My Lord, I can explain—"

"Explanation is not necessary, my Lady. I was watching, and saw what happened."

Her heartbeat quickened, wondering what punishment he would dish out for her. "You were, my Lord?"

"Indeed, I was. And I believe you handled the situation quite nicely."

"Thank you, my Lord."

Now his voice rang out like cold steel. "But failure is not accepted, Aquila. You might loose status. You may go."

Threats, and not empty ones either, for Zodiac had imprisoned for less, but apparently he did not deem it as a large failure. "Thank you, Lord Zodiac," she said, getting up, and exiting.

As she reached the door Zodiac stopped her. "Oh, and Lady Aquila?"

"Yes, my Lord?"

"Watch your back. It is a treacherous world out there."

"Yes my Lord. Thank you, sir."

She stepped out of the room, and walked to her own quarters, where she replayed memories of the war between the Pumas and the Black Leopards. Indeed, she loved a Death Feud.