She was born and the name Lexia was bestowed upon her. A kitten in a massive litter of six, she was one of the strongest amongst them all. The early days for Lexia was a dream for her, milk from her mother was plentiful, and as she opened her eyes she began to mingle with her littermates.
Having five siblings was but a challenge for Lexia, and it is then that she began to uncover her competitive nature. Always wanting to become a leader in their games, always wanting the most milk out of their mother, her assertive nature was starting to shape. That would not prove to be a problem however, in her family she was able to flourish, and all was well for a while. However as the kittens grew their owners would soon find themselves unable to provide enough food for the whole family, and so their supply of food began to decline.
Lexia’s parents were doting, loving. They wanted nothing more than to give their children the best, and so they were unhappy with their treatment in their latter days. Things only seem to get worse as the conditions of the home around them too, began to decline. And eventually Pearl and Aki decide that they have had enough. With that they woke up their six children and took off in the middle of the night, hoping to start a new life and do a better job at taking care of their family themselves.
Adjusting to her new surroundings proved to be somewhat of a challenge for Lexia, and yet she preserved. Pearl and Aki’s hunting sessions were decent enough for them to go around without an empty stomach through the days, though at times there would be moments where prey is lacking. Lexia and her siblings dealt with this through a series of competitions, whoever wins got the biggest piece of prey, they win it fair and square, and so her already somewhat combative nature began to flourish, and everyday she would become better and stronger, at least in her eyes.
The family would not stay put in one place. They would soon become travellers, journeying across the fields and striving to find new places to stay in for a while before they would leave in search for a new place. Lexia didn’t mind this new lifestyle, she thrived in the situation she had been put in and she was able to put her often restless thoughts to rest by looking at the view before them and snuggling up with her family at nights after a meal.
Soon they would arrive at a nearby moorland. Though immediately greeted by a strange scent, the family of eight continued on throughout the territory until disaster strikes.
A band of fellow rogues, seemingly out of nowhere, attacked the group, claiming that they have trespassed and they will pay the price. Lexia was scared out of her mind, she didn’t know how to hunt, let alone how to fight! In the midst of the chaos she was able to hear her mother’s frantic voice telling her children to run, and so she obeyed.
She ran. Where did she run off to? She didn’t know. All she knew was that she had to run. Her mother told her to do it, surely her siblings would be following her suit? She ran and ran until her strength was no more, and after a desperate search for water nearby, she collapsed in a field.
The next time she opened her eyes, she was in Windclan. Surrounded by new cats and no sign of her family, she could only wonder what awaits her in the future. She wasn’t afraid though, not anymore. Not after so many changes in her life. All that she could hope for now is that her family is safe and they have found shelter similar to what she found in Windclan. She was ready to move on, but not forget.
