That wasn't fair. She'd gotten scolded, again. And not by her mother. Was it really her fault that Nure-onna kept getting in her way? Maybe her sister should pick better perches to fuss over her stupid hair for hours on end. They all had such a nice mix of blood in their veins and she choose to spend it preening herself like a bird of paradise? With the attitude to match a prissy little Princess. Hunoichi couldn't wait for the day she would be old enough to leave to live on her own. Maybe she would discover some secret trip of warriors, hidden deep in the forest and be asked to join them!
Jumping over a raised root, the kit continued to speed through the forest floor, not going anywhere in particular. The rodents scurrying out of her path went unnoticed for a change as her paws stirred up the leaves and dirt around them.
But that, of course, wouldn't happen while she was still living at home. And that wouldn't happen while she was still too young to survive on her own. Maybe a traveling troop of warriors or something would take pity on her and take her in as an adopted daughter. Train her in their secret moves.
Stopping suddenly, the young aspiring ninja glanced up at a low branched tree. Wiggling down towards the ground, she pounced at the lowest hanging one, grabbing it with her front claws as her lower half dangled, the tails swishing back and forth in her attempts to get up. Deep down, of course, she didn't wish this to truly happen. Her parents would be upset if she left, as would her siblings. Maybe even Nure-onna? Regardless of their grudge towards the other, they were still sisters. Of the same blood. Surely she would miss her younger sister?
