"Tsarmina"
Water swirling- wet and swift
Paws a-stirring- damp, adrift
Ears scarred and still- no longer alert
Fur scarred and mangled- in the water stirred
Eyes amber-gold- now dulled in death
Chest still and stiff- not to draw another breath
Claws broken and blooded- a battle lost
Fine clothes now scraps- from wind and frost
Wildcat rests in death- on the quiet beach
Tsarmina, killed by a mouse- and her worst fear, each.
"Battle of Fort Ruddler"
T'was winter and the dawn-touched sky
Showed no sign of storm.
Yet no owl through the trees would fly
On that still and silent morn.
Snow had fallen just that night
And blanketed the ground.
The wind shaped drifts 'neath morning's light
Into forts for the battleground.
The silence was shattered by a yell
As somebeast was hit.
Wavebeasts and Infantry each soon fell
Into shelt'ring snowy pits.
One army was the Fleet
Led by Ariel Oceantear.
They swore that they would not retreat
Though the battle be severe.
The opposition was the Infantry
And their leader was Sandfur.
They agreed that no enemy plea
Would cause their wrath to be deterred.
Bailey, Pearl, and more Fleet otters
Battled out of half-froze streams.
Iceballs struck landbeast fur
Surprising startled screams.
From the cover of the trees
Fought squirrels- Riala, Vodin, Crimson
Throwing snow for the Infantry
Sneak attack, hit-and-run.
For hours was the battle fought
Snowballs marking those unwary.
And though the winning side was sought
Upon the winner none could agree.
1
2 "Silver"
Silver flashes, moontime gleams
Treetops rustle in the unseen breeze.
Warriors wait in hidden boughs
With silver flashes and moontime gleams.
Silver
Flashes red
Flashes wet
Flashes clean
Unseen.
Silver
Flashes fright
Flashes death
Flashes light
Silent.
Silver flashes, moontime gleams
Treetops rustle in the unseen breeze
Warriors leave through hidden ways
With silver flashes and moontime gleams.
"Journey by Starlight"
Far away a road begins
Under moonless night,
Over hills swept by dark winds
And lit by a star's light.
Walk with me along the road
O'er valley and mountain height,
And still the night is dark
With only a star's light.
Dangers come and pass
Shadows lie to left and right,
Dark is the journey
And we see with the star's light.
Yet the road ends in reward
With peace and sunlight bright,
At the end of our journey
This journey by starlight.
"Northlands"
Land of ice, land of snow,
Unchanged now from long ago.
Longest day, longest night,
Endless darkness, endless light.
The wild North grants life to few
And forges survivors all anew.
Those who can live in the fickle Northland
Are forcefully shaped by her pitiless hand.
She freezes blood and hearts and tears,
And any who are able to persevere
Become as cold as this harsh frontier.
For this wild country knows no law
Save that of death and that of claw.
Frozen beauty, deadly light
All is cold, all is white.
"A Plague Of Hares"
Longears waggle laughingly
Duck and run, bob and weave
All these beasts, I do believe,
Exist for one reason- to plague me!
Go into the cellar- see a hare
Then into the barracks- and they're there.
If I were able to fly through the air,
I believe even there would be a hare!
Plagued by long ears at every turn
Fur of gray, of dust, of brown,
In highest tower, and remote downs.
When home I go, the hares also return!
Go into the forest- see a hare
Then into the Northlands- and they're there.
My nicest dreams all turn into nightmare
For even in my dreams are longeared hares!
Water swirling- wet and swift
Paws a-stirring- damp, adrift
Ears scarred and still- no longer alert
Fur scarred and mangled- in the water stirred
Eyes amber-gold- now dulled in death
Chest still and stiff- not to draw another breath
Claws broken and blooded- a battle lost
Fine clothes now scraps- from wind and frost
Wildcat rests in death- on the quiet beach
Tsarmina, killed by a mouse- and her worst fear, each.
"Battle of Fort Ruddler"
T'was winter and the dawn-touched sky
Showed no sign of storm.
Yet no owl through the trees would fly
On that still and silent morn.
Snow had fallen just that night
And blanketed the ground.
The wind shaped drifts 'neath morning's light
Into forts for the battleground.
The silence was shattered by a yell
As somebeast was hit.
Wavebeasts and Infantry each soon fell
Into shelt'ring snowy pits.
One army was the Fleet
Led by Ariel Oceantear.
They swore that they would not retreat
Though the battle be severe.
The opposition was the Infantry
And their leader was Sandfur.
They agreed that no enemy plea
Would cause their wrath to be deterred.
Bailey, Pearl, and more Fleet otters
Battled out of half-froze streams.
Iceballs struck landbeast fur
Surprising startled screams.
From the cover of the trees
Fought squirrels- Riala, Vodin, Crimson
Throwing snow for the Infantry
Sneak attack, hit-and-run.
For hours was the battle fought
Snowballs marking those unwary.
And though the winning side was sought
Upon the winner none could agree.
1
2 "Silver"
Silver flashes, moontime gleams
Treetops rustle in the unseen breeze.
Warriors wait in hidden boughs
With silver flashes and moontime gleams.
Silver
Flashes red
Flashes wet
Flashes clean
Unseen.
Silver
Flashes fright
Flashes death
Flashes light
Silent.
Silver flashes, moontime gleams
Treetops rustle in the unseen breeze
Warriors leave through hidden ways
With silver flashes and moontime gleams.
"Journey by Starlight"
Far away a road begins
Under moonless night,
Over hills swept by dark winds
And lit by a star's light.
Walk with me along the road
O'er valley and mountain height,
And still the night is dark
With only a star's light.
Dangers come and pass
Shadows lie to left and right,
Dark is the journey
And we see with the star's light.
Yet the road ends in reward
With peace and sunlight bright,
At the end of our journey
This journey by starlight.
"Northlands"
Land of ice, land of snow,
Unchanged now from long ago.
Longest day, longest night,
Endless darkness, endless light.
The wild North grants life to few
And forges survivors all anew.
Those who can live in the fickle Northland
Are forcefully shaped by her pitiless hand.
She freezes blood and hearts and tears,
And any who are able to persevere
Become as cold as this harsh frontier.
For this wild country knows no law
Save that of death and that of claw.
Frozen beauty, deadly light
All is cold, all is white.
"A Plague Of Hares"
Longears waggle laughingly
Duck and run, bob and weave
All these beasts, I do believe,
Exist for one reason- to plague me!
Go into the cellar- see a hare
Then into the barracks- and they're there.
If I were able to fly through the air,
I believe even there would be a hare!
Plagued by long ears at every turn
Fur of gray, of dust, of brown,
In highest tower, and remote downs.
When home I go, the hares also return!
Go into the forest- see a hare
Then into the Northlands- and they're there.
My nicest dreams all turn into nightmare
For even in my dreams are longeared hares!