This was a special one-shot for Valentine's Day, showing Cinderpelt's hurt and anger. Kinda.
The hurt and anger, StarClan was cruel and kind. Crippled as a apprentice I was, put into the medicine cat den. To help, I loved my Clan, but I wanted more. Hurt, Anger, Love. The thing I yearn for, love. The scent of him close to me, the tickle of his fur to my nose, the steady rhythmic sound of our breathing. I never had that, until Cinderheart came. Half and half I was, confused of my past, herbs, toms, herbs, toms. I hope I made the right choice, instead of loving, I went back to my self-made prison. Alone, in a dark, cold place. Confusion, anger, love came over me again. I broke free, clawing the chains that held me down, I ran away from that life. Now with a blazing heart. I can smell his scent now, next to me, tickling my nose, our steady breathing on our nightly walk. I love him, and him me.
Very short, but still! Meaning full! Anyway Happy Valentine's Day! XoXoXoXo