Jayheart is looking for a mate! (she-cats only)

Smoke looked at Creekeye and rolled her eyes. She hated hearing and seeing that whole lovey dove crap. "Well are you coming or are you going to start reading out ballads about how much you love each other?" Smoke said impatiently. It started to snow, snow flakes spattered her black smoky coat.

Smoke nodded. "She-cat it would be wiser to give me the kit to carry. I am stronger and my longer fur will shield it..." For it was true, the new comer's fur were suited for warmer climate then Smoke's long coat.

She looked at the tom. "What is your name tom?" She asked.

She nodded quietly. "It is a good name but for you to join my tribe, are you willing to change it? For you to be one with the tribe of endless hunting you must be one with them..." She said, her piercing ice blue eyes starring into his. She gingerly took the kit from the she-cat and placed it between her paws, her long fur immaterially shielding the kit from the harsh winds. "And you she-cat, what is your name, are you willing to change it to, to be one with the tribe of endless hunting?" Smoke asked.

Smoke bowed her head. "Then with the power of the tribe of Endless hunting bestowed upon me I now give you the name Song Of the Blue Jay." Smoke said resting her tail on Jayheart's shoulder. Then she turned to Creekeye. "Spirit that swims in Creek..." She gently and rested her tail on Creekeye's shoulder. Smoke looked down at the small kit between her front paws. "And finally Dew That Hangs On Leaf." She looked up to the skies. "I am Smoke of Scorching Flame, Stone-teller and healer of the the tribe of Midnight Stars. I ask the tribe of endless hunting to guide these to clan cats into the ways and traditions of the tribal cats...." Smoke bowed her head.

Smoke looked at Creek. "Not far..." She said before gently picking up the small kit, now named Dew. Smoke looked at Jay, there was something about the tom that made her feel..... She didn't know what it was......