Crowblaze stalked out of the warriors den, moving quickly with his long limbs. He was not exactly the definition of lanky, though - his body was very muscular. Maybe he should go hunting...? The tom cast a sideways look to the fresh-kill pile, but it certainly was full. That was when he noticed Snowkit, making her way out of the nursery and into the clearing. The tomcat let a smile play on his lips. Snowkit was fierce and loyal - exactly the kind of cat he wanted as a daughter. He padded over to her, giving her a courteous nod. "Snowkit," Crowblaze mewed, a tinge of pride in his voice. "How are you doing these days? Nothing to do, eh?"

He gave her a brief nudge. "Where's that brother of yours? Has he managed to get himself lost on the territory yet?" the tom chortled. He was only joking, though. Maybe Galekit was not as strong as Snowkit, but he had to treat them equally. At least until they became apprentices. "What d'ya think about learning some battle moves?" It was always good to prepare kits from a young age for what their future had to hold.