(Okay so basically I was kinda depressed about Shelter 2. I know it has a happy ending - with the main mother lynx getting a new mate and reuniting with her grown cubs off-screen, as well as having a new litter of kits - so I decided to write a poem about it

I wouldn't be surprised if one of these one-shots turns out to be about escape the night.) (MudkipBrony) in my personal opinion it's not as good as Day One but I still like it)

DAY ONE: ADVENTURE

DAY TWO: FLUFF

DAY THREE: FLIGHT

DAY FOUR: HIDDEN

DAY FIVE: WARMTH

Type: Rhyme-ish?

Plot - Lynx kits and their mother Inna basically just try to protect Inna's second new litter from their first storm.

She stood excitedly

At the top of the hill

The spring air clean

Full of warmth, not a chill

Her new litter played

in the light green grass

Suka, Bena, Ali and Nua

Keeping up with them

A genuine task

Inna'd just woken up

From a nap well earned

The yellow-orange sun on her fur

Trying not to get burned

But something in the air

Made mother lynx turn her head

Her old friend

The North Star

was going to bed

And dark clouds took her place

A dark smoky grey

Inna knew it would rain

On this peaceful newleaf day

Inna yawned and stretched

In the morning air,

Hoping her first litter would soon be there

With her

That would be nice

She hadn't seen them in months

Only once, maybe twice?

She missed Percie, his dark grey fur almost black

His eyes always shimmering excitedly

Bova, her cream white fur just like her mother's

Stuck in her own little universe

Just happy to be living this beautiful life

Kir,

Her bright red fur the colour of fire,

Spunky and bright,

The true leader

And Willow, Oh Willow

Her quiet demeanor

Stayed close to her mother when she was a cub

Maybe she lived nearby?

Yes, it'd only been 3 months of so

But...still.

"What's wrong mother?" The youngest of her cubs came

Ali, she smiled, feisty, and the biggest pain

"Nothing, my daughter, now go play with your brother."

But the young lynx cub shook her head and curled up to her mother

"I'm waiting for your siblings," Inna admitted.

Ali gasped. "The older ones?" She looked determined, committed.

Mother lynx gaze and purr and looked out on the hills

The terra cotta brown rabbits hiding in their burrows

And there were her cubs

Now all fully grown

Kir leading (of course)

Their steps all light in tone

Their ears flickering up,

Kir gave a signal and they went

Bova looking excited

Their paw prints leaving muddy dents

In the melting snow and-

oh! they've grown so big!

And Inna gave a start when she saw what she did.

Percie had four small cubs trailing behind,

one looking like him,

all their chests out in pride

But only mothers of their kind took care of their young

So how-?

(pff just completely blows off the rhyme because what rhymes with young I dunno I'm really tired and delirious and can't think of anything rn.)

"Mother!" Bova squealed, her eyes shining with youth

Her paw-steps were light

Inna greeted her.

"Tooth!"

The tiny black kit that looked so much like Percie

Was now circling Ali and Suka

His- father? -looking quite weary.

But Inna couldn't care less

Pushing her fur against her kits

Purring loudly

Almost in fits

"I've missed you so much-I'd like to meet your siblings."

"Already replacing us, huh mom?" Percie purred, fussing over the young black kit

Looking so much like Percie...

"Are they yours?" Mother lynx asked,

Tilting her head

Percie looked awkward, nodded, mumbled

"Their mother's dead."

Bova and Willow sharing a look

"Oh Percie, I'm so sorry."

He looked up, gave a small purr.

"Don't be."

Suddenly thunder boomed

A battleground of sounds

The tiny kits squealed loudly

And began to run around

The dark grey skies,

The lonesome fog

Another old friend,

Covered swamps, fields and logs

The land grew quiet,

Then a shattering boom

Inna purred despite herself

At her kit's attitudes

Slowly, then all at once

Rain began to fall

Percie's only daughter looked up

As id she'd already seen it all

"Common all of you, let's go play in the rain."

Bova had suggested.

The kits mewled.

"Go away!"

Eventually though, the rain became light,

and Inna remembered when she was a kit

With her brothers

Her mother

All in a fit,

Playing in the fog, taking in the rain,

And originally

They all thought it would bring them pain

And the fog..

That fog.

That had covered the logs and the swamps and her hearts

As it thundered like thunder against her tiny cream chest

Her siblings had teased her

She had been a mess

But luckily they stopped teasing

When it swallowed a mouse

After that they had gone to their little earth house

Now she remembered

Her siblings lived close

Her mother did too

She missed her mother though the most

Maybe I'll visit them-maybe one day

But for now, I'll get my kits to-

"Come out and play!"

Bova grumbled.

"They just don't like you," Percie purred.

"You'll come out for me?" Willow asked gently.

Finally

The tiny pawprints

The terra cotta kits

With cream -sorry snow

Or tan - sorry birch

Came out, sniffing the air

One kit's stomach lurched.

"It won't hurt us?" Bena asked.

Inna shook her head.

"We'll all keep you safe until we're old and dead."

While the others all glared at an embarrassed-looking Kir

Inna coaxed them all out

And she began to purr

Nothing will harm you..

I'll keep you warm..

You will all be safe..

With meee...

I'll keep you from snow and keep you from harm

From fire from storms and lonesome fogs of alarm

You'll always be welcome home

And safe

Heerre..

The older grown lynx purred.

They knew the song their mother sang to them almost by heart.

The kits eventually came out.

Their tiny pawprints leaving prints in the mud.

Bena -or was it Suka? - squealed as her paws moved in the brown slush, and then began to bounce around

Not a care in the world

Inna purred then turned to her kits

"I'll miss you when you'll need to leave next couple of moonrises."

The kits exchanged glances.

"Mother, we live around here." Kir said, her eyes gleaming.

With such affection

And Mother Lynx knew her children had missed her

As much as she had missed them

"Does that mean?.."

She whispered.

She wasn't too surprised

After all, her siblings lived near the swamps, just close to here.

"We live near the cliffs," Percie replied.

The kits yelled out behind them, never feeling so alive.

"We'll be able to visit you now all the time!" Willow amended.

The lynx mother felt her love peaking up to its prime.

Maybe one day they could all visit her siblings, her mom,

Near the swamps, racing, looking for dawn.

Tooth and the others could catch frogs, they could see the Bear Spirit?

One day she's bring it up

If they wanted to hear it

Wrapping her tail around her kits,

With nothing but love

Looked up to the darkened grey smoky sky.

"Hey - we should go for a walk-I'll race you!"

And with that, they were all soaring high.

Kir in the lead, Bova right behind, as thunder boomed short, a blessing from the sky.

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(I mean, this is my interpretation of what happened in the end, although with growls and signals instead of..you know..talking. But anyway-excited for day three!

^^ Okay Imma go sleep now I'm might be sick and I wanna finish at least one chapter of that one SU book I need to finish)