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.'