-Flight of Snow-
Pelt white as snow,
Born to Speckletail and an unknown.
In the nursery, all alone,
But he was Speckletail's backbone.
A fire raged through trees,
Forcing cats to flee.
Snow was saved by a white fire.
Then the situation turned dire.
A bracken dusted with cinder,
Watched to see if he'd hinder.
"He's deaf," They said.
"I'll still love him with my last breath!" She said.
Though she'd never know,
Before she watched down below,
As he was taken,
Her heart was reawakened.
Up and up he went,
To where his grave was meant.
Hope you enjoyed!
-Harley