Author's Note:

The basis of this challenge (posted by the Warrior Challenge Forum) is to finish an excerpt-type piece before whichever song that has been brought up on shuffle ends. It's a lot of fun and I highly recommend trying it out!

(.net/topic/106930/59235780/1/-the link, if you're interested)

Thank you so much for stopping by, any and all feedback is appreciated and I hope you enjoy these few snippets! =]

Love, AL


Do Re Mi – The Sound of Music (Original Motion Picture Cast)

The morning air was cool and the sun, a plump bulb emerging from behind the mountains to greet the sleepy world. Fawnpaw watched in awe as the forest came to life, illuminated by the pale golden light cast upon the land.

"Listen closely, Fawnpaw," Leafsong meowed gently. The young she-cat met her mentor's warm green gaze, her paws tingling with the thrill of utter wonderment.

"Close your eyes and listen to the forest-to the land and the leaves and the life thriving beneath our paws. This is all that we are. This is our home."

Simple Song – The Shins

"Hunting was a bad idea. We really need to get back. The clan could need us. What is the camp is attacked?" Patchpool meowed anxiously, his pale gaze forlorn and fixated upon the daring she-cat whose fur never seemed capable of lying flat.

"By what, flying hedgehogs?" Wildrose snorted, her blue eyes gleaming with the promise of adventure, "I didn't really invite you out here to hunt anyway. You need to relax Patchpool. You need to let it go, you—you need to run!"

"What?"

"Come on deputy!" the tortoiseshell teased and took off across the moors, "come on and catch me!"

Each Coming Night – Iron &Wine

He had never believed them, for he had never understood. All logic slipped away with the rest of the world and only one thing remained—love. It was nowhere near the warm affection he felt toward his clanmates. It was far from the feverish passion that coursed from his nose to the tip of his tail at the mere sight of the pale gray tabby that had captured his heart.

It was a fierce, but delicate love and he wished to savor every last bit as he gazed down upon the warm, squealing bundles nestled in the moss beside their mother. A pair of blue eyes found his gaze-pale, tender eyes.

As night descended upon the earth he finally believed them, for he finally understood what it meant to be a father.

O Maria! – Sea Wolf

"Show me your true colors-that's all I'm asking of you Spiderstripe!" Silverdew pleaded with a tinge of desperation.

The dark tabby met her sincere gaze, his eyes dull from the sorrow of defeat. Spiderstripe knew that the time had come, that he was finally losing her. "That's what you don't understand Silverdew," he meowed quietly, "I've only ever been myself around you."

Spiderstripe watched as Silverdew began to register his remark. He would steal the stars for the slender she-cat, and Spiderstripe knew by the look in her eyes, that she longed to love him too but would never truly feel the same. He knew that his clanmates had been right. She would never be enough for her.

Little Willow – Paul McCartney

Stoneswallow studied the dainty kit asleep in a nest of ferns, finally free of the perpetual stares of her clanmates. The gray she-cat's chest tightened with the panic that often accompanies complete and utter loss. Gone, her best friend…gone, leaving her sole kit to RiverClan just as she had left a gaping hole in Stoneswallow's soul.

The scrap of fur was tiny-a pale tabby, with a coat of white and cream. Stoneswallow crouched down and gently pressed her nose to the she-kit's downy flank, her heart filled with anguish but her eyes radiating love. "You are all that I have now," the gray warrior murmured, "you are all that's left of her. Life will not be easy…not here, not in this clan..."

Stoneswallow's meow softened to a whisper as she closed her weary eyes, "you are special, Willowkit, you are loved…and I will protect you."