The wind whistled in a tone Lemonheart knew. A spirit she trained with named Breezefang. As a child Breezefang was jealous of his brother so he killed him so, his mother would love him. His father had died in a fight with Blazeclan when he was young he wanted his mother to love so, he made up lies. He would raid camps in the middle of the night killing just so his mother would love him. Sad enough she didn't care at all. One night Blazeclan cats caught him in the act and killed him. His body was swept down the river where his mother found it. She had told the truth about his brother so, Snowclan cats all took turns leaving scars on his body his mother leaving the biggest scar. He was trampled and partly ate by foxes and badgers but, one day they found the rest of his remains. Skyeclan the spirit cats took pity on him and let him walk the earth yet, he couldn't kill and he couldn't be killed. He promised vengeance on everyone. He started training living cats but, he only chose vulnerable ones. He would watch cats grow and would use them. All he wanted was love and instead he lost everything. Lemonheart gave him up and stopped training with him but, where ever she went his evil spirit followed her everywhere encouraging her to kill. Once you agree to his training you are cursed so, if you see a gray tom with scars along his neck and frost blue eyes that are sharp as stones don't agree or you will suffer.