Now my Clan is killed

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They're dead. The apprentices, warriors, elders, everyone. Our leader has one life left already. I'm the deputy. I'm alone with him, Leafspirit, Plumberry, Swallowfeather, Lightpaw and the four warriors named Dandeliontail, Ivyrose, Smokerain and Riverlily. The apprentice tom Birdpaw. He and Lightpaw get along good. Everyone I did not mention, quite a lot, has been killed. Sickness, storms, accident, cold, hunger, battle....

Now we stand against rogues. They attack. 'Back of dirty motherf*ckers!!', Lightpaw yelped. I gave her a little push. 'Who learned you that?', I asked.
'You did', she exclaimed. Oh. Fuck.

We fought. Ivyrose died. As did Dandeliontail. She was the mother of Birdpaw. Smokerain is his father. He was upset. Then he got clawed in his throat. Well shit.
These are left now: our survivor little ones Lightpaw and Birdpaw.
Me
Riverlily
Leafspirit
Plumberry
Swallowfeather.

My children went to me. 'Mom we are leaving. We are going to find a safe home where the Clan can be rebuild. We want to take the little ones. We found a nice spot', Plumberry said. 'Then we all come.'

We arrived. Beautiful.

We grew up there. Magically, the cats who died by the rogues returned and Pantherstar's lives were refilled.

We are happy now.

I am Lilyblossom. This story was about how my life was hell.
Still, my name is Lilyblossom. My story is about how that hell grew to a happy life where I did find a whole new rebuild Clan and new love. I am still deputy and will conquer every danger. For the sake of my Clan. Who lives and who died. I'm here for them.

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