By surprise [closed]

She'd lived enough now to see that her world was currently full of nothing but ice and snow, yet still not enough to have seen her actual homelands. Promises of this moor floated about with exhausted jubilee, yet there was simply no image that was conjured in her mind's eye when it was spoken. She'd asked multiple times what exactly it meant, only ever told things such as 'it is a clear field of grass.' She had never even touched grass in her life! She'd only ever touched snow. Snow, snow, and even more snow. It gave her sister, Heatherkit, all too much of an advantage when they played cat-and-mouse. It simply wasn't fair to a feline like her, who was multicolored in so many different ways.

A mismatched set of eyes--one green like her father, the other yellow like her mother--stared with vigorous intent at a branch that had broken its way out of a pile of snow. Her claws had yet to have the ability to sheathe, but for all Crakekit cared, it meant that she had a much better time gripping on the strange, chilly powder that liked to soak her fluffy pelt. Still, on that lone branch was a leaf. That leaf had her full attention, the absolute focus clear on her face as she waited for a heartbeat. Then two. Then launched herself directly at it, teeth and claws and all. A tiny grunt came out of her as she did so, the effort she gave clearly being her all.

After all, her father was the deputy. That meant he was someone special. She would be an apprentice soon enough--even if it would still be a few moons--but she was going to be the best apprentice there was! The daughter of the deputy, after all, had to be someone special. Someone good.

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It was a leap of surprise that had the young kit sailing several tail-lengths into the air, entirely unexpecting the voice of the warrior that came behind her. "Kyah!" Her focus entirely vanished, just like the snow that she'd sent flying with her maneuver. As she scrambled to turn around, her maw opened, then closed, and opened in several repetitions as she stared at the tom who was now behind her. He smelled like her mama and papa, so surely, he had to be Windclan too, right? That question was soon answered as he gave his name. Galestorm.

"I'm Crakekit! I'm going to be papa's best warrior. Can we fight? Pleasepleasepleeaaassseeee? I wanna train with a real warrior!!!" Her enthusiasm and passion for battle was clearly not going to be extinguished by the obvious advantage the tom in front of her had, and her claws picked at the snow as she practically bounced in front of him.

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He took her challenge! Instantly, that made her feel much more likened to the tom. Her paws weren't quite yet to the point where she could hide her claws, and as such, the tiny little needles gripped the ground where she moved as she hopped about to follow his tail. "Challenge accepted!" A ferocity that surely had to be from at least one of her parents fueled her voice, and she zipped about to follow the feathered appendage.

However, it was by an act of surprise of the kit that she wasn't going to go for the obvious target. Instead, in true kit-like, chaotic vigor, she went for the side of the tom's neck. He'd protected it fine enough, but what she really wanted to do was try and scramble onto his back. As her little paws flailed, one caught on his muzzle, the razor-sharp claws instinctively trying to grip on wherever she could hold. "Gotcha!" Oblivious to what damage her tiny daggers were doing, she tried to scramble atop his back, gripping at any snags in his pelt to haul her upwards.

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At his yowl, the small kit lept back. Absolute fear registered in her gaze at his reaction, the loud noise having startled her. Subsequently, all of her pelt fluffed up, making her appear twice her size than she truly was. Just as she was about to dart away to go hide in fear of the ire of the very-much fully fledged warrior, he called her to fully halt, and she fully left his pelt without so much more as another swat or word. Her folded ears pinned back, and she folded herself in, attempting to make herself tiny. It... only achieved in making herself appear her original size. "I'm... I'm so sorry, Galestorm..." She whimpered, and her tiny paws kneaded at the snow in a bit of fear.

"Do... do we bring you to Daisyfang? I... I'm gonna be in trouble, aren't I? Mama always says not to be fighting so much...."

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