Watched the movie (which belongs to Disney) for the first time in years last night, and got this idea.
"You? You want to get into the Academy?" a large man laughed.
The girl in question scowled. Her ears were flat against her head, and her eyes had narrowed.
"I will get in," she informed him.
"You're nutin but a girl. A small lil' Puss," he leered.
Anger rose up in her. She hated being called a puss, pussy, pussycat. All of those names brought up memories she would rather keep locked up.
"I will get in," she repeated.
The man laughed, and his group of odd looking aliens joined him.
"Lis'en 'ere, mates," he called to the rest of the room. "This here girl has it in her mind ta go to the Academy, an' become a Cap'in."
The rest of the pub roared with laughter.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the bartender giving her pitiful looks. She pushed down her anger. He had let her in, and given her a drink despite her age. She couldn't give him any trouble.
She downed the rest of her drink in one gulp, and shook her head as it burned its way down her throat. She got to her feet, and swung her cloak onto her shoulders. She shouldered her way through the crowed of men, and threw the door open. She flicked her hood over hear head, to protect herself from the rain.
She walked away from the pub, away from the town, without looking back.
She would prove them wrong. She would prove all of them wrong.
I think it fits her.