A legend, born by the mouth of its barers,
states a war, full of hate and terrors
Lives were claimed and many lost.
Each battle more lives cost.
Waged in distrust,
Cat and wolf held each with disgust
No end in sight this futile fight
Those who fell cried in the night
On and on it went,
until, hope was meant
A new land, formed from love,
cats and wolves who had enough
Fang and claw, stood side by side
and together, they all cried
a battle cry that echoed wide
They fought for days
and in the red blody haze
it began clear
that Audurough's end was near
The battle lines fell as the old land gave
and there is was, in its grave.
Rebuilt by those who lived,
the name Audurough they give
Now it came clear, that the war was great
even though it was one of hate
to it given was the title of old
The Passing War they all were told.
Every creature, far and wide,
knows of the changing tide,
and how their ancestorts fought together
in all weather.
A land of peace Audorough has become
No fights, no war, or it was thought by some,
Enemies live on through it all,
and once again,
it is time,
to send out a message,
that is to be heeded
and raise the call.
~ Staff & Members
Staff and Moderators; Gearr (Head admin), Deacon, Amon, Gunnar, Nip, Khaza
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