Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors
I know I shouldn't be here. If I am caught, I will never leave be allowed to leave camp again, but still, I find myself here.
I found this old den on patrol as an apprentice and since the day the tree fell, I have come here more and more.
Sometimes, I come up here to gaze out at the stars, picturing the world beyond the forest. Other times, I come to escape from my Clan and my growing problems. Mostly, though, I come to think. It's not the nicest place in the forest but it's my closest thing to being alone as I could possibly get.
Back at camp I feel like I almost invisible. Other than Ivypool, no one even notice me. My mother spends all her time in the medicine cat den with Briarlight, and my brother, Bumblestripe never seems to leave Dovewing's side. I hate to think badly about my sister, especially every time I see her broken body, but I am sick and tired of her hogging everyone's attention.
No one worries about me, it is rare for anyone to even notice what I do. Praise is scarce for me. In my mother's eyes she only has one daughter. I could be close to death and she would take one look at me and go right back to Briarlight.
Here in my den though, the sky talks to me. The moon whispers my name and the wind sings a melodious tune. The trees that surround the little den shake and shiver from time to time and the leaves that are scattered on the dusty den floor dance around my paws forcing me to get out of the way occasionally.
There are no judging glares, no responsibilities and especially no sisters to worry over. It's just me, my den and the stars.
I could just come and live here forever, be alone for the rest of my life. I know I deserve nothing more, hating my sister, and training with traitors.
No one would notice I was gone. Even if they do, they would welcome the empty space in the Warrior's Den. More room for them. Especially if they found out about my secret training in the Dark Forest… well they would be better off without me.
Living here would be best for everyone. The moss in the corner could be my den, the crumbling stone walls chocked by vines, my eternal prison. I would be a leader- the great leader of BlossomClan with the moon as my deputy and the stars as my faithful warriors.
Perhaps someday…
Maybe someday I will be seen, someday I will be heard. For now though, I sit here, alone in my sanctuary. I'll have to go back but for the moment I can be alone with my true family.
The night sky.
A/N My first fanfic! This story was inspired by Up on the Roof by James Taylor, an old favorite of mine. Special thanks to IWillNotDissolve who edited this and Invisiblegirl3 who first sparked my determination to write this. I am a new writer so constructive criticism is always welcome!