As Bramblestar met the gaze of the young ginger kits they locked eyes as if they had met before. As Bramblestar and the kit looked at each other he could have sworn he was seeing a little Firestar but that was before he saw the kits eyes. They were purple. Bramblestar was shocked as he was looking deep into the memorizing eyes of the young kit.

What cat has purple eyes? They are just plain unnatural!, Bramblestar thought as he quickly looked away from the kits eyes unable to look at them any longer with a thought echoing in the back of his mind. And Scary too.

As the tabby's mouth started to sposta forming a domanda the gattini eyes blazed as he talked fiercely.

" Who are you? te don't smell like your from around here nor do te look like your from around here"

Bramblestar watched as the gattini pelt flared the snow to a bright red. The leader tried to stop he's eyes from widening to the size of squirrels as the kits eyes narrowed to slits his pelliccia bristling making the kit look like a warrior instead of a two moon old kit.

" Well do I not get an answer?" the young kit snapped angrily glaring at Bramblestar, sitting down in the soft snow waiting patiently for an answer.

" Um.. I am Bramblestar leader of HurricaneClan and no I not for around here just going on and exploration of sorts" the young leader detto slowly looking at the kits unmoving purple eyes once più staring at them deeply.

" It's impolite to stare" the kit detto fiercely snapping Bramblestar out of he's daydreaming.

" Your a kit why are te telling me not to stare?" Bramblestar detto nervously looking away from the kit's harsh gaze.

" Because te where staring doofus! Mighty leader o not te should have some manners!" the kit hissed angrily eyes flaring once più looking down at the crumpled, flatted, once beautiful fiore eyes saddening.

" te really need to watch where te step oh great Bramblestar! te destroy più than te think te do!" The red kit hissed once più pelliccia bristling at the thought of the pretty flower.

The kit is fierce, I'll give him that, Bramblestar thought looking at the kit carefully, And brave. Ribelle - The Brave and fierce two dangerous combinations, but he speaks of politeness, what would that make him?, Bramblestar found himself staring at the kit once more, and found himself thinking the same domanda he had though of over and over again even before he found this kit.

What would Firestar had done?

The domanda echoed though his mind on più than one occasion. The great Firestar. What would he have done had he been the one to run into this kit? Should Bramblestar leave him here? Or,---

" Are te done staring at me mouse-brain? o is this what te do all giorno to annoy Gatti out of the mind and wits?" the kit snapped again anger boiling again already. This kit was already getting on Bramblestar's bad side-and no one wanted to be on Bramblestar's bad side. EVER.

" What's your real name anyway te annoying squirrel" the kit huffed watching the leader every move, including the flicker of his eyes, and the swish of his tail o every little sposta he made.

" Bramblestar I told te my name was Bramblestar" the young leader detto confused looking at the kit in an odd manner. The young kit laughed coldly which matched the nights air to the point of the icily ending.

" Come now is it Bramble? Amber? Claw? o is it Stripe?"

" My name is Bramblestar I told you" he detto voice raising to a dangerous level looking at the kit with eyes as narrowed slits. The leader looked evenly at the kit struggling to keep his voice calm and even.

" What's your name anyway te red ball of fur?" He detto evenly voice cracking at the end because of his anger. The rust colored kit laughed icily as the domanda hung in the air.

" Why do te need to know Bramblestar? What an odd name" the kit grinned " Bramblestar sounds like your with those mangy Gatti who live in the caves together" he's eyes flashed brightly but then quickly darkening in the low-light of the evening.

" Mangy!?" Bramblestar roared in anger " I am the leader of those mangy cats! If te think te can go insulting-" He was silenced da the look on the kits face. It was not terror, fear, o even rage. The kits face was mollusco, vongola and peaceful eyes relaxed watching the leader have his outburst licking his paw gently grinning as the leader stopped.

" If te must know my name is Kit" the kit grinned wildly claws sinking into the ground a with an unreadable look on his young sharp face.

" Kit is not a proper name for a cat" Bramblestar detto shocked da both the kit's name and the look on his face that looked like Squirrelflight ready for battle mixed with Sandstorm having a rage. It looked absolutely terrifying to Bramblestar and was about to ask for Kit to not do it again before the kit replied ever so quickly.

" Neither is Bramblestar" Kit retaliated quickly.

" Maybe not to te maybe, but Kit it not a proper name at all. What should I call te hummmm" the leader though as his brow furrowed.

" Kit mouse-brain" Kit hissed annoyed.

" Flame, Fire, Flare, Spark, Glow, Sand, Mist" Bramblestar mumbles through names for a while before Kit screamed.

" For Gods sake! Call me Kit te doofus!" Kit screamed loudly with anger and annoyance.

" Ok, Ok, Kit, it is..... for now" Bramblestar grinned widenly looking at the odd kit. Who's name was , even,odder, was Kit.

" No, Kit will always be my name because that is the name my father gave me" Kit detto simply eyes unblinking as he looked at the ground.

" Your mother didn't name you?" the leader questioned curiously eyes narrowing the slightest bit.

" Why yes he thought it was better than the name my mother wanted to give me" Kit detto quietly purple dancing across the ground as he looked up at the beautiful nights sky that was cloudless and bright with the moons soft beams of light.

" And what did your mother what to name te oh great esteemed Kit" Bramblestar detto sarcastically not expecting a real name to come out of the kits mouth but it did.

" Fierce, that's what she wanted to name me" Kit's pelt seemed to flare into a bright arancia, arancio and his eyes into a deep purple ", Fierce"