Trapped

by Human Customs Still Elude Me

I never wanted to hide, I want to fight, but they say I am too young, I'm not, I'll slaughter the cats who made my clan suffer, I swear, I will be Lilystar, a great leader of thunderclan! Oneshot. No one write about Lilykit, everyone should.

Trapped.

Trapped in the middle of moss, my siblings and friends around me.

Trapped in the midst of kits.

I'm a kit.

I want to fight.

The sounds of battle reach my ears.

Sorreltail? are you still alive?

Brightheart?

Brackenfur?

Ferncloud?

I feel like there is no air to breath.

The fighting terrifies me.

But I want to join them.

I want to kill the cats who made my clan sad.

I want to know.

I want to know what its like to fight.

I love my clan.

I know I do.

Why does no one believe me?

Seedkit stirs.

I poke my head out.

I only see blood.

Seedkit pulls me back.

Starclan, I wish to fight.

Let me fight.

Let me join the battle.

I want to.

I want to fight beside my father.

I refuse to sleep until the battle is over.

Badgers could come and I would stay.

I am one who will not be willing to stay here.

But my siblings hold me back.

I will stop helping Jayfeather.

I know my future.

I want to be a warrior.

Not to slink around, hiding in case of battle.

To not fight would kill me.

Battle is what I love.

I'm batter at play fighting then everyone else.

I enjoy it more.

It is my dream to become leader.

All will shy away from me in battle.

They will love me in despair.

No... that is the Dark Forest controlling me.

Not me.

I wont listen.

I hate herbs.

I love battle.

Let me rise.

And join the battle.

I do not wish for the caged freedom of the prey, to be a medicine cat.

I wish for the freedom of the starving wolves.

To be a warrior.

I will be Lilystar.

Leader of thunderclan!