The Hunt

This song is called The Hunt, it's sung by the tribe! The words are by Mercedes Lackey, the music by Leslie Fish.

I rate this song at a 10, on a scale of 1 to 10. One being horrid, ten being astronomical. This song takes the words right from the comic, quite literally! It is fantastic!

Its an all the time song!

On to the lyrics!

The moons have risen round and bright.

No clouds will dim their steady light.

The stars like eyes have pierced the night.

To see the hunters pass.

Our quarry grazes in the dale.

The breezes carry us the tale.

The scent is hot upon the trail.

And dew is on the grass.

(Hunting call) He starts to run.

(Hunting call) The hunt's begun.

(Hunting call)


Across the glade, among the trees,

Our quarry panic-stricken flees.

We taste his fear upon the breeze

And run upon his heels.

Blood-maddness fills our brother's minds

Fear-madness now our quarry blinds.

He searchess for escape and finds

Our spears and sharpened steel.

(Hunting call) He stands to fight.

(Hunting call) His blood is bright.

He slashes out with hoof and horn.

His sides and neck are rent and torn.

He cannot know no stag was born

Escapes us when we ride.

The quarry's down, his life has fled

He falls before us, dark and dead.

Tonight the cubs will sleep well-fed,

And all the pack besides.

(Hunting call) Wolfriders we.

(Hunting call) Howl victory. (Hunting call)

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