Suntalon: So I'm trying this new thing about like unknown emotions about cats, it might sound corny but I find these poems to be pretty good. (I do not own warriors!)
Ferncloud: Well that's because you wrote them! Just read and decide please!
Swift death
(Graystripe's POV)
No one really remembers
That we were brothers
The Willow was our mother
And patch couldn't have been a better father,
I stare at him now,
My Swift friend,
Who lies limply
And I simply
Cannot take the pain,
It drives me insane
Filling my brain
With sorrow,
I cannot bear the thought of a tomorrow
Cats assumed that when the Willow pass
I didn't care,
What they didn't see was my heart break and tear.
No lies my Swift
Ravaged and a stare confounded
This happened because the blue's mind was clouded
And never made him a warrior as he should have been,
A lean over gently and a whisper appears,
A speak into his unhearing ears.
"My Swift little warrior,
So brave and skilled,
I do not know how you have been killed.
I know I have no right to say this,
But please do not hiss,
You awaken in the stars with an apprentice name,
But please know that this drives me insane.
So I will call you were sharp minded and sharp clawed,
From this moment on you will always be my little Swiftclaw.
Suntalon: Well I hope people liked it! Graystripe and Swiftpaw were brothers, their father was Patchpelt and their mother was Willowpelt. Please REVIEW!