So, you might've read Ninjamonkey's story, A Second Chance is all I'll Ever Need, about ThunderClan cats getting reborn, and here is my side of the story. RiverClan.
Enjoy, everyone!
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A silver flash woke Willowkit from her peaceful slumber. She sat up, looking around for the source of the light. However, something else caught her attention. She wasn't in StarClan. Wait...where am I then?
She peered around her new surroundings. It looked like a regular den, but the smell was something Willowkit would know from anywhere. Herbs, moss, warm milk...and love. And fish, too. Fish, not mammals or lizards.
She was in the nursery, RiverClan to be exact. Her pelt wasn't star-speckled. Other, unfamiliar cats were sleeping next to her. In fact, she was laying beside a queen. That could only mean one thing. StarClan has given me a second chance at life.
Willowkit thought about that. It seemed appealing. She looked outside to the star-lit sky, and smiled. No petty greencough is going to stop me now! But...where is Minnowkit? A small gasp answered her thoughts. Her sister poked her head up from the other side of the sleeping queen, and Willowkit beamed. They had been reborn.
Willowkit snuggled into the queens' fur, next to Minnowkit, ready to make the most of her new life. But we have to be careful not to reveal ourselves. We have to live like any other cat. We were never in StarClan...
And that is our prologue. What will happen next? Watch for more of the Second Chance series, readers, and find out! R and R!
Newly, Clearly.