I don't want to live my life like this.... (Open!)

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    Olivekit sat in the back of the nursery den, curled up on her nest. She watched, green eyes filled with pain, as the other kits enjoyed their day by playing games with their friends and littermates and chatting with them and simply having fun. Olivekit felt like she was going to cry. She buried her nose under her paw and whimpered quietly - but of course, nobody noticed her. Other kits avoided her because her father was a terrible rogue that was executed before she was born. Her mother died while giving birth to her, and even though the older warriors were kind to her, she often heard them saying things like she was a demon that killed her own mother. They didn't understand that she wasn't her father - but they would never listen to her, anyways. Would anyone ensure that she wouldn't have to live her life like this?

    Saturnkit turned and noticed Olivekit lying in her nest. He beckoned his sister, Cometkit, over. " Hey... you feeling okay today? " he mewed with concern.

    Olivekit glanced up at the three other kits in confusion. "...Why do you care?" she mumbled. She didn't mean to sound rude, she was honestly just curious as to why they cared about how she felt. Everyone hated her - that's how it had been ever since she was born.

    Cometkit and Saturnkit stumbled back in surprise. " You seem depressed...you need a friend! " Cometkit purred.

    Olivekit brightened a little before frowning again. "This isn't just an act, isn't? Last I checked, I wasn't particularly 'liked' by the other cats here."

    Puddlekit barreled over to the group, "Is Olivekit okay?" he was ony a few days old,

    Olivekit smiled warmly at Puddlekit. "I'm quite alright, Puddlekit, but thanks for asking." She glanced at Mousekit and flicked her tail in excitement. "Sure! And I don't know, just a bad thought I had." She nodded towards the entrance of the nursery. "Can we go outside?" Olivekit had never been allowed outside by the other queens. They had told her it was too open and dangerous - but she really knew they were just "protecting" their own kits from her.

    Saturnkit smiled. " Lets play Shadowclan invasion! Olivekit can be a leader!!! " Cometkit tilted her head. " Can I PLEASE not be on Shadowclan's side again? " " Okay Okay! Sheesh! " " Yay!!! "

    "I'll play the shadowclan leader!" puddlekit squealed dashing outside.

    " So Olivekit can be Thunderclan leader! I'll be Thunderclan deputy! " Saturnkit squeaked. " Then I'm a Thunderclan warrior! " Cometkit shouted.

    Olivekit smiled to herself. She was actually chosen by the other kits to be leader of ThunderClan for a game! She felt so proud for herself and happy... she wondered if this might probably just be a dream. Nonetheless, she gleefully followed Puddlekit outside, waving the other kits forth with her tail. "Come on, you guys!" she mewed.

    Puddlekit scatterrd to the other side of te clearing asking Mousekit to be his deputy.