I'd like to thank all my reveiwers: Dewfrost, Tigerstripe, Rippednose of ShadowClan, Honeyfeather, Frostpaw, Bramblebelly, Kristina, and Rainstorm.
As the sun set on that fateful day,
None would ever forget,
The price two apprentices did pay.
Desperate to prove themselves in their leader's eyes,
When the dogs arrived,
They hunted them down,
But only one had survived.
As Swiftpaw's body lay limp,
On the blood-flecked ground,
Wails of despair,
Echoed all around.
A single apprentice died,
For nothing at all?
But mabye it was his time,
To answer StarClan's call.
An apprentice now hunts,
With cats of StarClan.
Was this all,
Part of Tigerstar's plan?
Had Bluestar made him a warrior,
Swiftpaw would be still be drawing breath,
But instead he had to die,
A very tragic death.
All he ever wanted,
Was for Bluestar to see,
That he was a warrior,
And he always would be.
He was ready to be a warrior,
He had strength and loyalty,
Skill and honour,
Speed and bravery.
But now Swiftpaw will always be,
An apprentice in StarClan,
Wise, wild, and free.
Well, I hoped you like it, please give me a suggestion for the next chapter!
-Dandylions