Rippletail's Death

A quick poem about how Rippletail died. SPOILER ALERT!! Don't read this if you haven't read The Fourth Apprentice.

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Lionblaze was fighting, as hard as he could

But poor Rippletail couldn't win, the beaver would

The beaver bit Rippletails shoulder, tore out a hunk

Rippletail went down, with a loud thunk

His leg bleeding bad, the life draining from him.

They all tried to help, but there was nothing they could do for the limb.

He suffered all night, no matter what they did

And as the sun rose, good-byes were bid.

Rippletail died, bringing water back to the cats

But his death was avenged, the others beat the overgrown rats.

The water returned, though Rippletail was gone

But life must go on, the birds sang their song

RiverClan miss Rippletail, so do I

I couldn't help it when I found he was gone; I cried :}

Good-bye Rippletail, hunt happily with old friends.

If only, Rippletail, your life hadn't had to end.