Quotes About Larksong

It was the nature of the thing:No moon outlives its leaving night,No sun its day. And I went onRich in the loss of all I singTo the threshold of waking light,To larksong and the live, gray dawn.So night by night, my life has gone.

As she padded off toward the camp, she heard Finpaw's voice behind her, raised in a triumphant yowl. "Hey, Larksong, I killed the leaf!