Graystripe's Hurt
He watches slowly
Eyes in narrowed slits,
Staring at the nursery
The mothers and their kits.
Silverstream would have been the best mother
She always loved to care
He tearfully watched his two kits
Their mother would always be there.
With all his strength he blinks back the tears,
His yellow eyes clouding greater than expected
All the clan could feel his pain
He always looked dejected.
At night he'd stop and watch the stars
The pale shining night
Silverstream would always be with him
She was his shining light.
'She loved to hold me tight…
She made me feel so right…
Silverstream… you are my shining light.'
