Bright cerulean eyes stared forth, grasping the figure before her like a grip of iron. The blue tortie point's rump was high in the air, her plume-like tail lashing to and fro as her chiseled claws tore into the upturned soil. A bright yellow leaf gently shifted in the crisp air, the wind billowing circles above her head as the young Swiftkit stood to far outside of the nursery, ignoring the inevitable and doing what she did best - have fun.
As the leaf began to whither in the wind, the adopted daughter of Cougareyes and Soliloquypaw ear's immediately pivoted, jumping to her ivory socks before leaping forth with extended arms. "Hey, get back here, you!" She growled good-naturedly, hopping forward as the leaf slipped from in between her paws.