Hi, you may know me as Cloudflight. If you're an older warrior, you know my story, but for all those kits and apprentices, if you would like, I'll tell you all about it...
I used to be a kittypet, just a kittypet. Me, along with my friend Casey, lived in a nest not far from my parents, Burnet and Neon. Also my brother, Sling, lived close too. My name was Cindy. Every day I would play with Casey, eat my kittypet food, and sleep. It was all pretty simple. No patrols, no hunting, no battle, just relaxation.
No. I don't really miss it. I think about my past life sometimes, but I like living in FlameClan. Anyways, back to the story.
It was a normal day, except for a while there were boxes all over the place and the Twolegs seemed to have stuffed everything into them. Later, one went out to their monster, and the other picked both of us up, stroked and kissed us, then left. We waited for days for them to return. Eventually, we gave up. We were angry that they had left us, but also sad, because we loved them. Though some warriors deny it, and say kittypets are prisoners in their own nests, we bond to our twolegs.
Me and Casey roamed the streets for a while, eating scraps of food and sheltering in small crates. I remember Casey almost got hit by a monster. Then we ventured into the wild. One day we ran into a little area surronded by cliffs. That's how we found camp. Flamestar invited us to join. I gladly accepted, thinking I would be safer here. Casey, however, thought otherwise and I parted ways with him. I was sad to lose my friend, but now I have new friends. FlameClan is more then I could have asked for, and I know this is were I belong.