A black and white she cat padded out of the Warrior's Den as she heard the familiar voice of WindClan's newest leader. Winterwisp rolled her eyes as she saw Blazingstar standing on the Breezerock, looking down on the clan with a tall and strong posture. "Idiot. How did he even get himself to become leader?", Winterwisp muttered, glaring at the tom. The she-cat padded forward and sat down, curling her paws neatly around her paws. She stared with boredom up at the rock. Naming ceremonies. This is just a waste of my time!, Winterwisp thought with rage. Her angered side was showing today, she had recently been dealing with some troublesome cats who thought it would be funny to send her tumbling into an icy pond whilst they were on border patrol. Now she was crankier then ever. Winterwisp would never even think about getting an apprentice. She simply didn't have time for rubbish like that.