Tigerheart padded throughout the marsh, trees here and there, but nothing like the Thunderclan territory. He shivered as the bitter cold winter wind made his fur ruffle. He puffed out his fur for warmth.

He stopped after a moment, waiting silently, his ears perked up. He waited for a moment, dropping low behind a bush. But he stood up again after he saw you, tail high, letting out a smooth purr.

“Look who finally made it.” He purred, ear flicking with amusement.