Reminiscences of Loves Long Past
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He thinks of her at night, when he is alone with his regrets.
To all others he feigns indifference, but he himself never forgets.
Those shining amber eyes, so much sweeter than Nightcloud's green.
More beautiful a cat never has he seen-
Except, perhaps, the one left behind with the mountain snow.
Oh, how much truer than Nightcloud he had loved her so.
But a grand destiny for her fate had planned
And the loss of sweet Feathertail was her destiny's demand.
But the eyes of his mate do not shine Leafpool amber or blue,
And despite his new life with her, true love he cannot undo.