DISCLAIMER: I do not own ThunderCats. I also want to thank Mariehuntress for the idea of my OC. Thank you.

Trying my hand at OC's. Tell me what you think. Her name is Kamille or Korrie.

You know that feeling you get when you fall, but you know someone will be there to catch you? I'm feeling like that but without the catching part.

The rocks whizzed by my face while I screamed, the water becoming bigger and bigger before my eyes. I had tangled with the lizard mechanics one to many times. I would ask for spare parts and old unused scrap metal but because of my feline heritage...never really got anywhere.

But being a Puma gives me a slight advantage when stealin- I mean, borrowing without returning. That's what got me into this mess in the first place.

The night clocked me as I sprinted across the rooftops, an abandoned slate of a door under my arm. The fat lizard jogged behind me and I lost him easily because he was on the ground and I was above.

I could see the Tree ahead of me. My home, the place I was raised. My parents dropped me off at the doorstep of two Squerils. The bushy tailed couple took me in and had been my family for as long as I could remember.

Then the armies came. They demanded lodging and we denied them, my parents where killed in the confrontation but even in death I was proud of them. I still carried the picture of them in my back pocket.

I slid in throught the upper window. They couldn't find me here, what better place to hide than in a tree in a forest?

I tossed the scrap in my workshop and padded to the kitchen to eat bread and jam. It's that or jam and bread.

After my "Dinner" I started back up the stairs only to hear a giant crash and watch the lizards crash into one of the trees surrounding mine. The brain raced and I could only think of one thing.

Don't let them find this place.

I sprinted back up the stairs, into the workshop for the metal, and out my bedroom window and into the branches. I jumped from tree to tree till I found a hunting party far from my old home.

And that's when I was caught and the lizards showed an unimaginable amount of stupidity by throwing me off the cliff. Which brings me to my current predicament.

I smacked into the water with about as much grace of a waterskiing hippo.

Wattcha think?