This wasn't how it should have been. It should have been so different from the reality I live in now. I would be with James now, and my mother, and my father, my twin big sisters, Robin and Renee, my best friend Willow, my brother that was due to be born only a week after I died, that I later learned was named Rusty after my love of Warriors. I would be in peace, no battles to be fought, no food to be hunted, just happiness and peace. Sounds pretty good, huh? I wasn't so lucky. I didn't get that luxury.
Let me start off right. My name is Lilli. And guess what? I died twice, and was born twice. Sounds impossible, right? Wrong.
I was a Twoleg. In most of these kinds of stories, when they realize what they have become, they're all like "Cool! I get to live the life of a ThunderClan cat! This is awesome!" They don't ever realize that they have to up their whole lives to be a Clan cat.
Of course, don't think I never wanted to be a Clan cat. I was like every other Warriors fan, wishing that I could be ThunderClan, or in my case RiverClan, always wanting to be a cat, imagining my warrior name, having my own little Warrior Cats world, daydreaming about what it would be like to be leader, everything a fan could dream want. But I never realized how it could be so terrible and scary it could be. I guess that's what the Erin Hunters were trying in a fruitless effort to tell us, for 4 series! But we never realized it, always too naive to realize how horrible the wild life could be.
But it came with happiness, too. Leopardfern, Liontail, and Fogpelt are some of my best friend now at Gatherings, along with Raccoonpelt, Leopardfern's brother, and a couple other elders. And my friend and family in the Clan are great, too, like Roseweed was a great mother, and I loved my father Shardstar, and my friends that I grew up with. I wish more of friends were alive, but it seems like the Clans are being overrun by younger cats. Someday I will join my friends in StarClan, very, very soon. I hate to admit it, bit I am getting a bit old. Just yesterday, actually, my friend Frozenmist said that I was the oldest cat in my the Clan. It earned her swipe to the ear, but her words hold a bit of truth. Any day now, I'll probably join StarClan. Not my first choice, but still a very close second.
I guess I should stop rambling and get on with the story. Starting with when I wasn't even known as Lilykit. I was Lilli.
This is why I love Wednesdays. I have a ton of free time, that can be used to make my whole prologue!
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