AN: The last chapter was Fallen Leaves.

I haven't updated this in forever...

Rain

When I was young,

I used to wish for rain.

My throat was always parched,

I'd never get enough,

I'd never had much,

Since mother's milk had dried up.

I'd wanted to come off suckling,

When I reached a certain age.

I didn't want to be a kit,

I wanted to be trained.

But I regretted it,

When the rain stopped,

Because then I was always thirsty,

There just wasn't enough.

I knew that soon enough,

Cats would start to die,

But I couldn't help but want some more,

Though others had more need.

AN: This is pretty obvious, I think. It can be one of two cats.