THIS WOMAN IS MY DESTINY !! [sparkpaw]

Icepaw was bounding through the wispy, waifish trunks of the Birch Glade. His paws barely skimmed the grass, he soared over the ground—a pale silver blur that wove among narrow trunks of trees in some sort of wild dance. Oh yes! It was a dance, a jubilant jamboree, a regular party—except that it seemed like he was the only one involved at all. Whatever had gotten Icepaw so worked up was hard to tell, but worked up he was. The apprentice darted about as if he was chasing another, or as if he was being chased—affectionately. Not aggressively or fearfully.

“Yahoo!” Icepaw yowled, leaping high into the air and splaying all four paws so that he landed with a heavy WHUMPF in the grass. Winded, the young tom rolled over onto his back and gasped for air. He churned his pale paws for a moment, as though he planned to somehow gain traction from the air, and only seemed to consider that this would not work a moment later. “WOOP! Here we go!”

With an enthusiastic cry, Icepaw rolled over onto his paws. His breath had returned, and his spirits weren’t in the slightest bit dampened. With an enthusiastic lashing of his tail, he took off again. Cavorting and twisting through the trees with clear joy. He’d spring high, paws churning—clasping shut on nothing but glints of sunbeam. It was a wild spurt of energy, whatever game he’d invented he was loving it with all of his heart and soul.

“There! There!” Icepaw cheered, he crouched—gathered his weight onto his powerful haunches—and leaped vertically in the air. His SkyClan blood was nothing to sniff at, even if he was just being silly. He smacked his paws together, several tail lengths short of his pre-ordained goal. With a wild cry that wasn’t quite frustration, Icepaw spun on his feet and hurtled… straight into one of the slim trees.

THUNK!—the branches seemed to tremble with more than the breeze for a moment. Icepaw saw stars, and reeled back, shaking his head. His ears were ringing and he'd knocked his senses so wild he couldn't seem to see straight for a moment. “Whozzat? What?”