Scourge was your average cat. He was tough and rough and enjoyed killing. Then... There was Ashfur. He loved Squirrelflight. She of course, didn't love him. Ashfur's heartbreak lead to insanity and he one day ran out into the forest having a mental break down. Until Scourge stepped in. "What's going on here?" he said with his deep voice. Ashfur looked up in shock, "Wh-Who are you?" This was the day that Ashfur met someone near and dear to him. Also I might add a little smut to the book! Just so you know!

these poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins

read when you need a little picker-upper.

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry