Lore; the Idea of StarClan

[[Sunpelt]]

Like Snowbird, I enjoy writing some poetry, though I'm probably not as dedicated as her as I can imagine!
But anyway, I have a poem that I wrote about warriors, and the life that they lead all the way to the end of their deaths. It's discussing the idea of StarClan; is this "StarClan" idea really fair?

Forever lost,
Forever cold.
Forever in the dark,
It never grows old.

My days are numbered,
And somehow they're not!
Though I may die,
By StarClan will I be caught.

But is that really freedom?
To perish, only to live once more,
To not be able to rest,
To forever be your lore.

For all of a warriors life, they are sworn by the oaths of the warrior code to forever protect their Clan, and stay loyal for as long as it so stands for what is right in their hearts. Even when a warrior dies, it still is not done with its tasks; up to StarClan it flies, where it will run side-by-side with its ancestors throughout eternity.
But is that really fair to ask that of your own family?
Is StarClan really something to be so desired?
It may seem like something a cat would want; life after death, forever walking with the ones you love. But it's not just fun and games for StarClan, is it? For when you swear to the oaths of the warrior code and die a true warrior, you've made a pact with your ancestors that you can never break once you have signed the paper.
Forever you will never get to rest, you will always be watching your clanmates, anticipating the days that they die. And when they do die, is there anything you can do to stop their deaths? You have to watch your family and friends die for all eternity. You sit there and wish that you could stop the sometimes horrific deaths, deaths that not even an evil one would wish upon another being. You constantly worry about the Clans, always having to tell them in which direction to go, but sometimes not being able to tell them directly.
You have to predict their deaths on occaision, and you also have the responsibility of being perfect, because if you were to make a drastic mistake, the entire sakes of the Clans, their faith included, would be dangerously tested.

Is it really worth it? This life after death?
Should not a warrior deserve a peaceful rest after a long life of servitude to his Clan? Or should he be forced to follow through with the rest of the warrior code's strict pact, and always be constantly worrying and mourning for the ones you love, and longing for the life that you once had moons and moons ago? Perhaps, a kit died before he was made an apprentice, or an apprentice died before he recieved his warrior name. He has been unjustly robbed of something every warrior deserves, and even StarClan cannot give him the true feeling of pride that a cat who is living would certainly feel when he is made a warrior for his Clan.




And interesting subject, no? As you can tell, I've probably pondered this way too much; they're only books, after all!

[Snowbird]

Very interesting point! I never thought about it that way... And the poem is pwnsome!

[[Sunpelt]]

Thank you very much ^__^
It is the first and only poem I have of Warriors at the moment. =D

[Snowbird]

Then it looks like if you make more, then they'll be even more awesome! [if at all possible :]

[[Sunpelt]]

Haha, you spoil me! Sometimes my poetry turns out nice, sometimes it just seriously sucks. I have to be in the mood to write it in order for it to turn out nicely, which is a rare mood. But I enjoy it when it comes ^_^

[Kuri xx]

Wow, that was great! I loved the way you tied it all together with the poem. :3

[[Sunpelt]]

Thank you, very much ^-^