DISCLAIMER: I do not own, and never will own Warrior Cats. All of it belongs to Erin Hunter.
Hello all you readers out there who decided to click on my fanfiction here! I'm going to be writing poetry about different Warriors topics, and I would greatly appreciate lots of constructive criticism. I would also like to know if I should make my poems longer. This poetry is rated Teen just in case.
BLOOD-STAINED SNOW
Talons tearing into my pelt
White tufts of fur I see
Flying out into the wind
A shriek of pain I let loose
The sound does not reach my ears
But the hawk hears it
Its claws tighten
And my blood seems to stop
Red hot crimson
Flowing fast
A red raging river
Through the frosted fields
Icy blue lakes
Glazed in pain
They suddenly freeze over
The tundra collapses
Crumbling down
A single snowflake
A helpless life
Now only blood-stained snow
