Frostpaw
Windclan apprentice
Purrk: Agatha Kitty(inactive)
Listening intently to Bravebird's words, Frostpaw gave a small nod of acceptance at the instructions. She'd never try to cheat, and she sure hoped no one else would either! She didn't like cats like that; they were just plain mean and ruined a nice bit of fun! And she was only here for fun, and, mabye, some training?
Swishing her fluffy tail eagerly, the young she-cat crouched down at the starting line and focused her gaze eagerly ahead as she waited for the command to go. Fur bristling slightly in anticipation, she immediately shot of the second Bravebird yowled, wind rippling through her fur as she sprinted as fast as she could, feeling more alive than she had in moons, when suddenly, one of the obstacles the older she-cat had placed came across her path. Mud. Slick, wet mud.
Slwoing down a bit as the grey tabby point neared the mud, she carefully attempted to skim across the obstacle by taking quick, large strides. Maybe this would be more effective than leaping, as she knew she was smaller than most of the others and probably wouldn’t be as successful if she tried to jump it. Mud splattering across her snowy white pelt, Frost cringed in disgust as she attempted to manoeuvre across the obstacle.