______________________Blizzardkit//Blizzardpaw//Blizzardfur______________________
Male _____ Crush: may develop _____ Healthy//Sane
Blizzardfur follows closely behind Timberheart, knowing that his apprentice will follow. "The northern border is a start," The white tom agree's, flicking his white tail. He narrows his bi-coloured eyes, "If we do the south border, don't cross the border, that Tribe Of Bloodstained Paw's earned its name for a reason, they don't follow the same code we do." The warrior comment to his apprentice. Blizzardfur gazes at the plains, the rocks scattered all over them. The white tom gazes around, "Be mindful of frost on the rocks, it can be quite slippery." He comments again, half-wondering until the patrol get tired of his lectures.
______________________Fleetkit//Fleetpaw//Fleetfeather______________________
Male _____ Crush: may develop _____ Healthy//Sane
Fleetpaw turns tail and runs to the fresh kill pile, he grabs a mouse and backs away from the small pile. The white tom eats quickly, not wanting to hold up Ivorysong. As soon as he finishes the small tom then trots back to Ivorysong, the tom stands up straight as soon as he reaches his mentor. "I'm ready!" Fleetpaw flicks his tail, giving a quick glance to the leaving patrol--catching a glance at his father, just before returning his gaze to Ivorysong.




