Disclaimer: Fine since this is my first of this story, I do not, unfortunately, own the Thundercats. If I did, I'd meet Will Friedle.

A/N: Okay, a little flashback here. When I was a little kid I remember watching Thundercats. I remembered that I loved it and that it was awesome. So I started rewatching it and it is epic! So here's a fanfic with an OC, though I promise not to make her a Mary Sue. Here goes! Enjoy!

'We must hurry.' The leopard told her young 11 year old daughter, grasping her paw with her own as they raced down a hallway to the shuttles taking off outside. The floor beneath their feet rumbled and shook as they waded through a crowd of frightened people. 'It isn't safe here.'

'What's happening mother?' Her daughter demanded. She was a young snow leopard with short black hair speckled with grey and emerald eyes. 'Is Thundera being attacked?'

'Yes.' Her mother answered as the snow leopard's eyes grew wide, the lepress knelt down to look her in the eye with comfort and strength. 'But you mustn't be afraid my daughter. Alright?'

'Where are we going?'

'To the shuttles.' Se answered her cub as they hurried. 'I'm getting you off this rock if it's the last thing I do.'

'You're coming with me right? Mother?' Her cub asked, no reply. 'Mother? Mother?

"Snow Lepress." a robotic voice called her, awakening her from her memories as she shook her head to clear her thoughts and looked down at a robotic bear called a berbil. "Are you alight?"

"Y-yes. I'm fine." She assured him, smiling kindly. "Guess I'm still a little groggy from being in the suspension capsule."

The berbil nodded. "It has only been two days."

The snow lepress nodded back as her thoughts turned inward before being broken by the sounds of a commotion behind them in the village.

"What on earth is going on?" she murmured curiously as they headed back to the main of the village where all the berbil residents were crowding around two new comers. Who could have come here? I better get a closer look. They might be dangerous and I do not want anyone or anything to hurt these kind berbils.

Gently nudging her way through the crowd, she saw a rather small, round cat with red, white, and yellow fur, big ears, and a long tail.

It can't be. thought Snow Lepress. Snarf? It certainly looks like him. He hasn't changed much since I was a child. But if that's Snarf then-

Her emerald eyes shifted from him to a young, tall adult lion with flaming red hair, a blue outfit, and orange eyes that she would have recognized anywhere. "Lion-O?"

The young lion, who had been conversing with Roberbil next to him turned at the sound of his name being spoken and met her gaze. At first with confusion which slowly turned to recognition as his orange eyes bore into her emerald ones, his upper lip curling up in a slight smile. "Who-wait, little lepress? Is that you?"

Her silver fur bristled at her old nickname as she crossed her spotted arms. "So it is you, lion cub."

"What? No hello?" He asked teasingly as she rolled her eyes before running forward and jumping into his arms smiling. "It's great to see you, Snow Lepress. We thought it was just us out here."

"Us?" She repeated. "Wait, are there others besides you and Snarf?"

"Yes. There's me, Snarf, Panthro, Cheetara, Tygra, and Wily Kit and Kat." He told her releasing her as she crossed her arms thoughtfully.

"So Jaga and your father are gone too." She summed up sadly.

"What about your mother?" Lion-O asked as the lepress' eyes turned sober.

"She gave up her life for my own." The snow lepress told him as she reached near her right leg and retrieved two tonfas, holding them out for him and Snarf to see. "She gave me her tonfas and placed me in a suspension capsule. I woke up a couple days ago and found myself fully grown and clothed in this black attire."

"I'm sorry." He said sincerely. "She was a mighty warrior and a great friend."

"Thank you, Lion-O." She murmured, putting her tonfas back in their holder on her right leg before straitening back up. "So how did you and the rest of the Thundercats survive?"

"Jaga put us in suspension capsules and we landed here." Snarf answered as they looked down at him.

"How did you get here?" inquired Lion-O as she looked at him curiously. "I mean, we did not see your ship when we arrived here. So how did you land here is what I should say."

"All I remember," she said slowly as she collected her thoughts, thinking back to that day when everything was chaos. Her mother was pulling her to the hanger through crowds of frightened civilians and onto her personal aircraft. The lepress shouted at the pilot to take off as she placed her young daughter in a capsule, tears lining her light green eyes then all went dark. "is my mother hurried me through crowds, onto our aircraft, and placed me in the capsule then... nothing."

"If I remember correctly," began Snarf as he stood up on two feet, his front two paws stroking his chin in thought. "Your mother's aircraft had an escape hatch. She must have launched you into space when she, along with the other ships behind us, caught fire."

"Yes, you're right." nodded Snow Lepress. "I remember now."

"So you landed here and were found by the Berbils." summed up Lion-O as she nodded.

"Yes, they have been extremely kind to me." she told them with a smile as they followed the Berbils around the village, showing them their candy fruit. "It is very peaceful here. It reminds me of Thundera."

"Why don't you join us, Snow Lepress?" he asked her as she suddenly stopped walking and looked away. "What's wrong?"

"I would gladly join you guys. It's just that," She murmured as he stopped as well and glanced over at her curiously. "I'm not that great of a fighter. I'm afraid I wouldn't be of any use to you."

"What? That's rid-" Lion-O began as a loud noise pierced the air. Lion-O looked quickly down at his right leg where the Sword of Omens with the Eye of Thundera was giving off a wail.

"Is that the Sword of Omens?" She asked, noticing it for the first time.

Well duh, he is the Lord of the Thundercats now with his father gone. She realized as he grasped the sword and raised it in front of his calling on the Eye to give him "sight beyond sight" then, after a moment, the eye went quiet and he lowered it. "What's wrong, Lion-O?"

"Danger." he replied simply as he sprinted to the outskirts of the city, Snarf and Snow Lepress on his heels as they saw a group of tall, grey creatures that were the mix of trolls and dogs with club like weapons. "What are those things?"

"They are Trollogs." Roberbil answered him in his robotic voice as the trollogs entered the village, the berbils fighting them off in vain with darts that just bounced off their skin. "They come here to steal our fruit all the time."

"I've never seen them before." argued the snow lepress as the beasts ran past them and to the trees where the fruit was. "Shouldn't we do something?"

"No, this is our home. We will defend it. You are guests here." he answered. "Besides, we do not like violence. We are a timid people."

"I'm sorry, but I can not just stand by and let these greedy beasts destroy your village and eat your fruit." Lion-O told him as he held up his sword. "Ho!"

The sword glowed as he swung it in a huge arc creating a force field that repelled the trollogs as he strode forward determinately until they ran away back to the mountains where their caves were.

Lion-O, you've grown up. Snow Lepress thought, a little breathless though she did not know why as he sheathed the sword and walked back toward them.

"I'm sorry for interfering." He apologized to the Berbils. "But they had no right to steal what was rightfully yours."

"Do not worry about us." replied Roberbil. "It's the trollogs I feel sorry for."

"Why?" asked Snow Lepress curiously.

"Because, my friends, " he told them. "They are the ones that have to go back empty handed to the Gigantors."

"The Gigantors?" repeated Snarf. "What are they, snarf?"

"They are gigantic ogre people that live in the mountains and make the trollogs get their fruit for them. If they don't they will punish the trollogs and may even come down here themselves." The berbil leader said matter-of-factly as the Eye of Thundera went off again.

"The Gigantors are coming down from their caves, snarf?" guessed the snarf as Lion-O lowered the sword and nodded. "What are we going to do, snarf?"

"Fight them off." he replied as he looked at Lepress who felt herself flush slightly at his gaze. "Though this time I'm going to need help, from all the Thundercats."

"All?" she repeated, though she knew who he meant.

"Yes, all of the Thundercats." He told her, gently. "That means you too, little lepress."

"I don't know, Lion-O." she murmured, averting her gaze as he walked over to her, put both hands on her shoulders, and looked down at her. "I don't know if I'm ready. I may look older, but I don't feel older. I don't know if I can-"

"I know you can." broke off Lion-O.

"How do you know?" She asked him, looking him in his orange confident eyes with her unsteady jade ones. "How, Lion-O?"

"Because I know you." He said simply, though his eyes and words still made her flush. What was up with that? They had known each other since they were cubs. Just because he had grown up didn't change things, did it? "You're a mighty warrior. You learned from the best after all."

Mom. She thought as she took a deep breath, nodded, and grasped her tonfas from their holder on her leg. She then stared up at Lion-O with a smile. "Let's do this then. Summon the others, Lord of the Thundercats."

He smiled back as the earth beneath their feet began to shake as they turned to see the Gigantors coming towards them. Without wasting any more time, Lion-O leapt onto a rock and called upon the sword to summon the others. "Thunder, thunder, thunder, thundercats ho!"

The Eye of Thundera growled and sent the Thundercat insignia into the sky. Snow Lepress could feel it give her strength and power as her eyes glowed and the Thundercat insignia on her outfit that her mother had left her in the pod glowed as well.

With that Lion-O and Snow Lepress battled the Gigantors and, with the help of their fellow Thundercats and the Eye of Thundera, they sent the giant beasts back to their home.

"I don't think that they'll be bothering you any time soon, Roberbil." Snow Lepress said as she and the berbil walked through the trees bearing the candy fruit.

"Thanks to you and the other Thundercats." he said. "You have to leave and go join them at Cat's Lair, once we finish it that is, am I correct?"

"Yes." She murmured. After the battle, the snow lepress had talked with the other Thundercats and they had decided, unanimously and whole-heartedly, that she join them after the Berbils, who agreed for saving them, to build a Cat's Lair here on Third Earth. "After all, I am one of them and it's time that I truly came of age and grew strong. Strong enough to protect those that I love."

"You mean like Lion-O." he stated making her blush. "I know by the way you look at him, and the way he looks at you."

"Lion-O and me? T-that's highly unlikely." She said trying to stay calm, though the thought made her heart race as she thought back to the way he had looked at her.

"But not impossible." noted the Berbil.

"He is Lord of the Thundercats. I'm just a warrior." She said.

"And why should that make a difference?" he asked as they headed out of the village and back towards the others. "Love knows no boundaries."

She said nothing as they reached the Thundercats and Lion-O glanced over at her with a smile and extended his hand.

Could Roberbil be right? She wondered as she took his hand. Is this another part of coming of age? Guess I'll find out. Watch over me, Mom. I promise to make you proud and be a great warrior like you, protecting those who I love.

A/N: And there you have it! The first chapter of my first ever Thundercats fanfic! Hope you enjoyed it! Until next time! Read, review, and show the love!