~PROLOGUE~
I remember the day she came to the camp. She just appeared, waltzing in like she owned the clan. She was my age, just four moons. I became friends with her immediately. We were as close as sisters. We never trained apart as apprentices. She was my best friend. I relied on her when my family died. First my brother and father, then later, my mother. They never got to see my warrior ceremony. She let me lean on her shoulder when I needed support. I would do the same for her. I remember the day she lost it all. She was the best apprentice, and in an instant, it was gone. She didn't die that day, she lost everything. My clan used to love her, now they see her as a nuisance. She is still my closest friend. I still love her like my sister. Because she lost everything that day. Everything but me. I stood at her side. I helped her recover. I cried because she never got to live the life she deserved. She always wanted to have kits. She wanted to be leader one day. Now, the dream is gone. She doesn't even know who she is. All she knows is I am the one cat she trusts. She lives life like its nothing while I carry the burden of knowing she lost everything she ever wanted out of life.
I remember the crack. I remember her scream. I remember the blood. She was nearly killed on her assessment by a falling branch. She was struck on the head. She lost it all. She can't remember. But I can. Her name was Dawnpaw. I was Lilypaw. We were going to be warriors that day. She didn't make it to the life she wanted. Because Dawnpaw's life died that night, Flitterfeather took her place. Flitterfeather can't speak and doesn't know up from down. But she's my best friend. And I'll always be there for her, because she was there for me.
First story. Please review! ~Lillian Marie~
