"I should be asking you that!" Wolverine snarled, but in truth his anger wasn't for her.
"Playing with wishes only reaps pain, that has always been the cost!
"But no, none of you seek to understand the consequences of your actions before it is too late. Your freckles has seen him off, but has failed to understand the gravity." A growly rumble in his throat, a consideration of what he should offer.
"In dark depths he spies,
Awaiting passing paws to lie.
Seek the waters of the mire,
But doing so will cost you dire."
There. Maybe it wasn't as fancy as some of StarClan's, but it got the point across well enough. He wasn't no damn poet.
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