It was the middle of the night
Washing away all remnants of daylight
Tall pine trees loomed
Which sighted that they were doomed
A cream she-cat, beautiful as can be
A gray tom appeared too, as they agree
"We must find the flower!" she demanded
She commanded as they disbanded
The she-cat searched day and night
Just to give the Clans a fright
Of a blissful winter
That lasted for eternality
Aha! At last!
It hit her like a blast
A beautiful flower, compared to she
It filled her with glee
He found her
The gray tom that had purred
"What do we do with it?" He asked
"Pluck it." She basked
He nodded slowly
As his head dipped lowly,
He felt fear creep up
Which to him, she was corrupted
As the flower separated from its stem
It caused mayhem
White flashed in their eyes
Damping the dawn skies
Bitter chills ran down spines
Just above the pines
Winter had fallen upon them
Which left the Clans dumb
Snow cascaded from the sky
A leader letting out a cry
As they glared to the dawn sky.
Fear struck them
Warriors heard the shrill cry
Looking up at the sky
To see what was happening
Their jaws gaping
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Dawn glistened in the distance
Cats blinked, recognizing each other's coexistence
"We must find the flower!" A she-cat whispered
"Alright..." a tom whimpered
Thus, they separated
In their own location, they waited
For the sun to shine at the perfect spot
To bring winter to a stop
As the sun shone on this small patch
A flower lit up like a match
The flower resembled the cat's spirits
As she glared into the clearing
The gray tabby ran up
Grasping the flower between her teeth
The earth gave a big disrupt
Pulling winter into a sheath
