A/N: So, I did have this "SuperEdition" for Jayfeather planned called The Starlit Warrior. Basically an incident happens and Jayfeather is cast to The Place Of No Stars, where his name 'echoes among the half-gloom and rotted trees', so he calls himself 'Jay's Wing' ("If I'm here because of my name, Then call me Jay's Wing," he said, baring his teeth. Hemlock looked at Jayfeather, then turned his amber gaze to the shadowed floor. "Jay's Wing it is.") It would have been third-person-POV, so I would write "Jayfeather", but others would call him "Jay's Wing". Hemlock is a fairly important character, Mosskit would be with them (she wandered and got lost), and there would be JayXHalf Moon towards the end. It was fairly well planned out; sadly I do not have the time or drive to write it.
So I'm doing this as a tribute.
It's not necessarily connected to the story I sketched. More random/abstract and focusing in the series. (V means Verse; spaces suck on here.)
I may do The Forbidden later this year, FYI.
DISCLAIMER: Nuh-huh. Sorry. Wish I could own them; there would be so much more ship implications than currently created.
Poem Of The Starlit Warrior
(V1) Gray-furred with the echo of time,
A heart-broken cat with a battle never won,
The tides are turning like the vision of no sun.
(V2) Starlit Warrior with the greatest sight,
Brother to the strongest Lion,
The lost Holly shadow;
Neither the the darkest forest nor Starclan to follow.
(V3) Old healer, young Sharpclaw,
He's only an echo with the past like a shadow
Cast out from the Moon;
His heart left behind
For the coming of time
That the battle was to ensue.
(V4) A Dove was found, the sister left behind
To the cat of this and another time.
And the Stars all watched as far below,
The gray cat dreamed with misted sorrow.
(V5) And the half-shone moon saw
That shadows had gathered,
With fear in her heart she raced
To fight with her belov'ed.
(V6) A battle was fought with the Stars that won,
Moon fighting with Feather, Wing, and Blazing sun,
And The Starlit Warrior, though the Moon
Again, had to fade away,
Waits to walk again with her, one day.
(V7) (For eyes of Blue and Green,
like the Jay and the Earth,
Saw into one another;
And a vision of their pelts,
Moon-white and Shadow-gray,
Were seen brushing…
…
… Side, by side.)
