Okay, I hope you like this poem. Please review and tell me who you think my next victim should be. Special thanks to Emily Harmony for being the first to review, and to Heavenly Survivor for suggesting Cinderheart/pelt! enjoy!


After fire,
There is smoke,
There are cinders,
That remain.
Tigerclaw was a liar,
My heart broke.
Must I live with the elders?
The constant pain.

My warrior dream,
Can never be.
A blood stream,
Coming from my knee.

My back leg hurts,
But my heart hurts more.
I again became Cinderpaw.
But with a new mentor.

Then I became Cinderpelt,
Oh the pain I had felt.

The soldiers came in black and white.
They were big,
But we gave a good fight.
The Nursery!
I ran there with cursory

I died that day, but was given another
Chance
My new mother
Named me at first glance
I was Cinderkit again

Jaypaw helped me
I dived under water
I was free
I was soon swimming like an otter.

Jaypaw became jay feather
We couldn't be together
Lionpaw became Lionblaze
He set my heart a blaze
I was named Cinderheart
Oh boy did I earn that name,
For Lion, jay, and finally flame.