The Poems Of The Warriors:Firestar Special

His pelt glowed like a brand of flame

A cloudless sky

No sign of rain.

A good omen.

Longtail leaps

Rusty dodges...

Longtail yanks

Rusty scratches.

Rusty tears a great big chunk

Out of Longtail's ear

As Rusty's collar fell with a ker-clunk

And Rusty smelt Longtail's fear.

The sign of ownership lost.

Now the cat must suffer cold and frost.

Bluestar smiles.

Lionheart grins.

Rusty grinned widely.

Graypaw looked happy.

He was no longer Rusty, but Firepaw.