Red Wolf

A poem about Redfur and Wolfclaw.

By Stormver

Red Wolf
He stands right there in front of me,

Redfur comes up to see,

He sees my greif for my father,

He sees my joy for my mother,

Eventually, we stand together.

He lets me put my head under his,

Allows me to lick his fur,

I finally admit something,

"Redfur, I think I'm in love with you."

He purrs and responds,

"I know."

I wonder if his feelings are true.

Is this a dream, or is it reality?

I think it's true.

I imagine his kits, a red-furred one and a dark gray one.

''Redkit and Howlkit. That's what I'd name them.''

Our relationship is coming together,

Our hearts joining as one,

We're a red wolf.

A red wolf.

The End!