Just a little Crazy {Open}

[Sprucekit]

A streak of white and brown fur was running at top speed over sleeping kits and wrecking nests, bursting though one of the walls instead of using the door. Nursery wall thorns tangled in her pelt. "The mice!" Sprucekit shrieked, slamming into a rock and hitting her head. "The mice are going to take over the world and the river will be in the sky!" This was the third time this week, an idiot would figure out that Spruce was a little... Off.

"Ahhhh!!!" She continued to yell, flopping on her side and rolling in the dirt, getting her pelt that was ungroomed since she was first born. Springing up onto her paws, Spruce saw another kit looking at her like she was totally insane (Which she was).

[Battlekit]

Purring with sheer amusement, the coherent young kit vocalized in order to humour his compatriot -
"Yes! Let's run for our lives!"

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Lids fringed with pale, delicate-like lashes blinked rapidly in succession - once, twice, three times. They were reminiscent of the snowflakes falling outside, or perhaps like spider silk. Groggily, Brokenkit got to his paws, his amber gaze surveying the scene. And what a scene it was. 
A blur of white and brown fur seemed to have burst through the walls... An enemy attack! Brokenkit thought before the blur collided with a rock and fell to the ground. 

Oh. It's just a kit...
But why was she screaming like that? Maybe Brokenkit would have the chance to fight off enemy invaders after all? But as the tomcat recalled her earlier words, heard only in half wakefulness, he realized this kitten was probably just a few mouse-tails short of a fresh-kill pile. In which world would mice be able to invade IceClan and the world somehow flipped so that they were standing on the sky?
"You could've just used the entrance," the fluffy male remarked, licking a paw and grazing it calmly over an ear.