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The arrogant shapeshifter trotted through the wrecked city, climbing over collapsed walls and large debris scattered on the streets. Being a fairly young child, he didn't quite understand what had happened to ShadowClan's territory. He didn't know that carelessly walking around the remains of the city could potentially be quite dangerous.
Crashboomkit stopped for a while to look around. He knew there were other people around here, though he had only met his family so far. The horned feline was quite excited to meet new people, as much as he hated to admit it. Now, if only he could find someone from this wreckage. So far Crashboomkit had only seen destroyed buildings and broken windows, but still no people. He was becoming more and more frustrated by the minute, being quite impatient.
As the kit took a step forward, he slipped from the piece of concrete he was standing on. Yelping the child fell down, hitting his fragile head on the ground while doing so. It wasn't a major injury, of course, but Crashboomkit was very sensitive to pain as he was so young. First the multicolored creature was just sobbing, but after a minute he was wailing loudly.
If only there was a responsible adult to look after him.