[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:black;]Klaus enjoyed having a challenge, be that something that challenged him mentally or something that put his physical skills to the test. So, he had chosen to venture a small distance from camp and as soon as he had spotted it, he knew that he had to do something about it. He could not let such an opportunity go to waste. Here he was, a small child stood before a rather large rock. The more that the russian youth gazed at it, the more that he felt compelled to scale it. After all, this was something that in his eyes, qualified as a physical challenge and once he had set his mind on it, he would not back down too easily from it. He circled the rock, mind racing as adrenaline began to sear through his veins, a giddy high clouding his judgement as he tipped his head up to peer at the top of his challenge. At first, he placed his forepaws against the side of the rock, standing up tall on his hind legs to see if he could possibly just hop up but that was out of the question as he could barely even touch the top of the rock with his paw.
For a brief moment, Klaus was at a loss and was rather unsure of what to do however, it did not take the russian blue feline long to noticed something. Perhaps, if he ran instead and got a good start before jumping, he would be able to get up there. He flicked his ear as he pushed off of the side and was once more reunited on the ground with all four paws firm in the dirt. The child trotted back a few paces, excitedly attempting to work out how much of a run he would need. However, being so young and so eager, he just decided to instead make an educated estimate at what he should do. Klaus drew in a breath, grin curling slightly at his lips as he stepped back a little bit. He took a run at the rock, shifting his weight onto his hind legs at the last possible moment so that he could propel himself upwards. He leaned back slightly, pushing off hard on his back legs as he did so and for a few moments he found himself sailing through the air. However that did not last for long and relatively quickly he found that his paws had collided with the somewhat smooth surface of the stone jutting out of the earth. He flicked his ear, turning to face the way that he had ran from with a tame sense of pride fizzing up in his chest like a carbonated fluid. He sat himself down, fluffy tail neatly curling around his tail as he did so, a peaceful sigh bursting from his mouth.
"I'm the biggest Windclanner ever" the child chirped delightedly, his words more directed to himself than anyone else as his smile split into a joyous little grin. Klaus sat perched atop of a rather large rock, accomplishment clearly etched into his expression as he leaned back slightly, powdered baby blue eyes shut as he savoured the moment. Of course, no one else would really grasp what it felt like to him but he was a young child, barely even two months at that, and to him it was great because he had been able to do something that others may have told him he would not have been able to do. Despite internal doubt, he had still done it and from his perspective, he was mighty for doing so. Like a great warrior or warlord sat fiercely upon their high perch.