Revised 7/19/10
A Sodden Tale
WindClan was open,
WindClan was free.
Hares lurked under rocks
And grass swayed in the breeze.
It was a stormy breeze;
Bringing something unseen.
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Storm clouds rolled
And plump drops made
Water splatter on the pelts
Of cats worn with age.
The elders sought shelter,
Kits played 'till they were soaked,
But a single cat
Sensed something was provoked.
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Just a dot on the horizon,
The patrol streaked in,
Fur bristling with fury
And ready to defend their life.
"ShadowClan is coming,
But there's not much time."
"ShadowClan is coming,
And there's anger in their eyes."
-x-
As lightning flashed,
And panic increased
As thunder crashed,
There came the enemy's shrieks.
An unexpected confrontation
But it was more than that,
ShadowClan was driving them out.
Unwanted;
StarClan had driven these doubts.
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Running through the rain
Rain bathing their shame
Their lost hope
Their lost home
The lost lives;
Made the warm storms cold.
Not a chance
To turn back,
They had lost,
Now sewer cats.
