Troublekit would be quick to lead the way, tearing off into the sunlight to look around at the more or less mostly unfamiliar surroundings. Sure, she’d been outside once and twice with her parents just to take a peek – and probably to get the kits out of their hair for a bit instead of being cooped up in the camp with them – but here they were in a REAL adventure, and she was so gonna live it up while she did so! The she-kit laughed cheerily as she finally stopped to take a better look, not really paying attention to see if her brother was keeping up or not as she padded forward.

She smelled…water? And not from the waterfall. It took some more walking for her to find herself at the edge of a great large pool of standing water, fish flitting and darting beneath the shimmering surface. Woah…how did they get there? Did one of the warriors go and gather fish from the river and put them there or something? She crouched down at the very edge and looked into the water, her small reflection staring back up at her. But even so, she waited patiently enough until a small fish darted just by her little perch, her paw darting out to try to catch it.

Lack of experience made her misjudge her timing, and instead of catching the fish she toppled off the edge and fell face forward into the water with a loud yowl! Scrabbling crazily she resurfaced and scrambled back to the edge of the pool, clambering out and shaking her fur off with a comical look on her face.

Ugh. Slick moves, man, slick moves…