Noctisardor Bypass to storm or fire the world must fall

Stormfrost. Hjalmar. Got that. Flash thought as he jotted down the name in his mental notebook. Jokingly the golden male laughed. "Stormfrost is too long. Can't I just call you Stormy?" He grinned at the white male, showing his white canines. "I got my name for a reason." He continued thinking of Scarlett's tale of how he got his name.

Well, your coat looks a bit burned in a cool way. So you can tell others you got hit by lightening and lived to tell the tale. Her words echoed in his head.

"Yeah, so one day when I was still a loner, this storm was going on. And then I almost got hit by this lightning bolt. So that's why my fur looks a little burnt." He said in a serious manner, trying not to give the joke away. "So after that I named myself Flash, because I almost got hit by a flash of lighting."