Poems of the Cats

by Crystalwhisper

What would have been the heartfelt thoughts of the cats, both dead and alive? Do they have any regrets and what is their destiny? These poems will tell you their love and their hatred, their vengeance, and their actions that they regret themselves...

12. Chapter 12

Do not hate me for my choice,

I know all of you won't hear my voice.

All those hunting on winter nights,

Are more difficult that kittypet life.

I've loved the forest, and my Clan,

But I've hated battles and blood shed.

I was not a good leader, I was never one,

And I regret for what became of my son.

My successors have risen to the stars,

Sunstar, Bluestar, and Firestar.

I owe it to you, great leaders of ThunderClan,

I cry for your deaths, together with StarClan.

No cat ever doubted your nobility,

Sunstar's death was my greatest agony.

Peace in the Clan you've brought, and justice,

Till your days to serve have ceased.

My greatest gratitude goes to Leopardfoot,

Who became a mother so gentle and good.

StarClan bless all of you, dear cats,

I have died, with no regrets.

Acknowledgements: Congratulations to you, Mossears! You've goddit right! Three purrs for the RiverClan cat!

Notifications: According to certain "rumours", Firestar was dead, so I'll just put it like that.