Scarmble Like Your Falling [Open]

OOC: Someone find my baby and take her as your own, her origins are plain and no one shall know them for a while.

A fluffy kit was left near a twoleg fence, the tiny she-kit looked up, still a new-born, but a smart one. She scrambled her way on the path outside the house, she didn't know where she was going but she knew it was somewhere.

Frostedgaze had been padding beside the fence that separated Twolegplace from ShadowClan. She was heading over to a hunting spot where she has found a lot of prey, and she decided that hunting there would be best for now. As she was passing, she could smell something odd.
She knew it was another cat...but not a Clan cat. She glanced between the fence, seeing a tiny kitten padding around. She leaped up, scrambling to get a grip on the fence, before pulling herself on top.

Frostedgaze stared at the kit before leaping down.
"No cat or twoleg should leave such a small kit out alone!" She said to herself.
She scooped up the kit in her jaws, immediately deciding to take the kitten back with her to ShadowClan. She'd get proper care there.
She leaped the fence, making sure the kitten didn't drop from her jaws, then leaped down on the ShadowClan side.

The soon named Fallenkit still scrambled as she soon felt her paws lift off the stony ground, she still tried to feel her way around, not knowing she was in the air of her adopted mother.