Dragontooth had been sitting on the high rock, watching over the WindClan plains, his tail curled up like a knot as he sat, the breeze was cold but he had a rather thick pelt. His ears perked up as he heard something and he turned his head slightly, Dragontooth saw you and gave a small cheeky grin.

“ Look what StarClan dragged in. Have you come to accompany me? Or are you just here to complain about how cold it is? “

Dragontooth chuckled as he stared down, his fangs protruding.