Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors

Windclan's journey

The bright sun was fading,

Into the darkening evening

We had no warning

Of what the night would bring

The Shadowclan warriors attacked

We had no choice but to fight back

The warriors were too strong

And the battle was over before long

Scents of blood, mixed with fear,

Yowls of fright reached my ears

The sight was so beastly,

I began to feel quite queasy

Wounded felines lay on the floor,

Some never to cry no more

My mother took me by the scruff,

Although fearful, she was quite tough

The gathered cats ran from the sight

And waited for our leader in the cold night

He lowered his tail and we all fled

Towards unknown places we were led

My mother was soon held back

Another cat took me to cut her some slack

She had just brought me to the world not too long ago

And running wasn't the way to go

Across Thunderpaths and no man's land

Past farms and dogs and other humans

Thorns and others snagged our fur,

But we didn't mind; we were far from danger

Our sleek pelt was no more,

Most of us hung low to the floor,

Long limbs that used to give us speed,

Were too fatigue to take heed

Stopping for nothing, except to hunt,

But no hunt was ever a successful one

Crowfood was what we depended on

Sometimes I wished I was never born

After meeting a group of Twolegs with flames,

We ran and found a hole as we came

Going underground into the musty tunnel

Damp and wet, we were soaked to the fur

Two cats came by days soon after

Both of them had an unknown scent clinging to their fur

One smelt a little of a kittypet

But no doubt that they had been well-fed

Raising the alarm, Tallstar stood

Hackles went up, and most of us stood too

After a low speech and we realized that they weren't Shadowclan,

They were just cats who believed there should be four clans

After hasty reassurance,

They were cats to bring us home, we learnt

Weak as we were, our eyes shone,

We sprang up and started the long journey back home

Tired panting on my back,

I realized the one carrying me was black

The red Thunderclan tom took pity on her,

Before I knew it, I was scenting his fur

Slowing his pace, he padded beside my mother

Who was still going on strong, when she was reassured

Across the meadows we had past long before

I recognized them, all in all

Across the Thunderpath we had to go,

I was thrust to my mother, who caught up with the flow

The red tom supported the elders

And nearly gave up his life, instead of saving his own fur

Reaching a farm with two loners,

We had a good meal and groomed our fur

Prey was plenty in the barn

And it gave more shelter to everyone

Outside, the cold winds blew

Rain pelted down heavily, most became dew

We were warm and safe inside, without a single groan

We were all going home!

Dewdrops clung onto the grass

Scenting home, we padded fast

Back to the place we knew so well,

Back to the place where fond memories dwell