In ShadowClan's darkened, secret shade, she prowls,
Lynxshade, with wisdom in her piercing gaze,
A classic-spotted tabby, fierce and proud,
With loyalty that sets her heart ablaze.

A scar, a mark, a tale of fierce defense,
From coyote's cruel and wicked recompense,
Her eyes like silver sage in cloudy skies,
Yet warm green fire when sunlight meets her eyes.

Beneath the pelt of gray, a heart so true,
She'd give her all for those she holds in view,
In deep, profound conversations she'll confide,
In Lynxshade's heart, true kindness does reside.