( First of all, it is sort of a poem, but technically no because it doesn't rhyme. Also if you haven't read warriors it may ot make sense.)

I have read books, of courageous warriors, braver than

any cat in this world. They fight in honor of their clans

and prove that they are loyal. Every day, they take more

risks than anyone I know, whether it's Firestar, 

Squirrelflight, or Lionheart, Haccu, you were the 

bravest warrior of all. 

The story behind this writing is about Haccu, my cat who passed away, when I first got him, he was the runt of his litter, and so weak and fragile, he would've died if you picked him up. He stopped eating, and was not seeming to make it, but he fought hard past that phase of his life. When he was less than two years old, he got run over by a car, and passed away. He reminded me of one of graystripe and silverstream's kits, too thin and silver to be stormfur, but too strongly built and tabby patterned to be exactly like Feathertail. RIP