Thank you all for your reveiws! This poem's going to be a little different than Yellowfang's and Bluestar's because it is not referring to Firestar.
Battle light shone in his eyes,
As he charged alongside friends of old.
Listen to me and I will tell,
The saddest story ever told.
The eldest warrior of the clan,
Wise and strong, loved by all.
ThunderClan remembers when,
Whitestorm answered StarClan'scall.
Redtail and Lionheart were loyal and brave,
While Tigerclaw was ambitious,
A cat who would stop at nothing,
But he was highly suspicious.
But after Fireheart became a leader,
A new deputy was named.
For his loyalty and skill,
He was quite famed.
But in that one last battle,
As he fought the forest's foe,
Thay day would be his last,
But poor Whitestorm did not know.
His wounds were many,
His complaints were few.
But as the battle raged on,
Whitestorm felt something new.
Amidst the the cries of dying cats,
His body became numb,
Words echoed inside his head,
StarClan they were from.
As he slowly breathed his last,
Whitestorm realized then and there,
He was never meant to be,
Firestar's deputy.