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xxxxTheSongOfTheStars
xxxxx Hollowmoon
xxxxxx30 moons
xxxxxxxmale
xxxxxx Warrior
zzzzzzSongClan zz "The fellow in the north"xx by Cold Weather Company
The song is Hollowmoon's story
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I was away when you came to me that day
on the first of the final month
left in my place was the memory of my face
from a time far more innocent and young
Ten years ago when I made the woods my home
I was sick of the life I'd ledA young cat tracked his way through the stones
and tree roots
to the foot of the mountains.
He glanced over his shoulder at the mist-strewn
tops that rose into the sky
then down at the forest spreading out
like an emerald carpet
and felt his heart ease
Here was peace
I'm here on my own, though I never feel alone
in the silence all is saidIt was like breathing for the first time
No blood on the wind
No monsters roaring on the thunderpath
Far from the shame of the sedentary game
I began to find truth in my taskHe had learned the art of healing from
the torn old tom
who'd lived under a cardboard box
at the end of the alley
but never thought he'd need the skill
Until Songclan, a ragged bunch of throw-aways
came begging for his help
I'll never blame, for I'll never be the same
In the wild all lessons lastAfter years, the pain of the city
began to fade
While the forest life was a different life
Harsh
But his own
Deep in the trees where the beggar finds his peace
in the arms of the knotted elmHe could never be a part of Songclan or any clan
But up in the hollow of the elm tree
Any cat is welcome to come seeking relief from pain
I could reclaim what I new of my old name
and return to the head of the helmHe finds exoneration from his past in
aiding the cats
and even the other creatures of the forest
He's become one of Wildeyes stories
and His name will live longer
than his body
I was humbled by the stars
you where hollow from the startAnd it all started that night when the blood
the hurt
the pain
came from his claws
when a cat lay at his feet
panting for their last breath
and the guilt swept over him
as he stared up at the faint
and bitter stars
I was left with nothing
life for the bluffing
Northward boundHe was driven out for his crime
and it was a fight for his survival
Until he saw the northern star
and his heart and soul locked onto it
I was humbled by the stars
You where hollow from the startIt was alone, in the cold
On the open field
with a road running through it
Face turned towards the mountain
That the city cat saw the stars without
the street lights for the first time
Here in the cold
I will live the life I choose
As the fellow in the north