Tawnypelt lay in the nursery, watching her kits. She saw the apprentices playing outside, which led her to think about her apprenticeship.
A brave soul
Born in the storm
Followed her heart
To dwell with the shadows
The tortoiseshell she-cat remembered the day she had fled from ThunderClan to join ShadowClan, and her father.
A dark past she has come from
A grudge still held by some
She lived through it day by day
But she has found her own way
She was still not free from such accusations from before, but the others accepted her.
Acceptance now
Acceptance forever
Was only given
By the clever
Tawnypelt was glad of their acceptance; it had given her a happier life.
The brave soul
Accepted now
Will live in joy
That, the heavens vow.
Tawnypelt looked at her kits and decided that this was what her life was meant to be.
A brave soul
Born in the storm
Followed her heart
To dwell with the shadows
A dark past she has come from
A grudge still held by some
She lived through it day by day
But she has found her own way
Acceptance now
Acceptance forever
Was only given
By the clever
The brave soul
Accepted now
Will live in joy
That, the heavens vow.
Author's Note: Well, I sincerely hope you enjoyed that. I, of course, do not own Warriors, and especially the greatness that is Tawnypelt. I do, however, own the poem, and would appreciate it if you didn't steal it. Please review and tell me your thoughts.