Quarter Moon Old (7 Years Old)

Hello! This is my first Songfic! Yay! It's based off the song 7 Years Old by Lukas Graham, so enjoy!

Once I was quarter moon old, my mama told me

“Go and make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely”

Once I was quarter moon old.

“I don’t want to!” Rollkit refused to move, “I want to stay here.”

“You must, my kit,” Splashstorm leaned down and nudged the kit with her nose, “there’s a whole world out there! One day you’ll go out to hunt and fight for your Clan. Just like Rocktuft.”

“But it’s warm in here,” Rollkit looked out to the white glow coming from the entrance of the den,” how come Talonkit, Goldkit, Sniffkit and Yellowkit can’t feel it?”

“You will always deal with the cold in leafbare,” Splashstorm licked the top of her kits head, “come on, I’ll come with you.”

It was a big big world, but we thought we were bigger

Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker

By eleven eating herb and drinking burning liquid

Never rich so we were out to get that steady figure

“Come on, Rollkit!”

“You can’t catch me!”

“Hey!” Rollkit crashed through the leaves after his siblings. They grew smaller as they ran ahead. They were always one step ahead, always one prey ahead, always one spot ahead.

“But I will catch up,” Rollkit promised himself, “I’ll be stronger. One day.”

Once I was eleven moons old, my daddy told me,

"Go get yourself a mate or you'll be lonely."

Once I was eleven moons old

“Why do I need a mate?”

“You have to make sure RiverClan lasts,” Rocktuft brushed his muzzle over Rollpaw’s small head, “you’ll make a wonderful father.”

“I will,” promised Rollpaw, “I will be strong.”

I always had that dream, like my daddy before me

So I started growing stronger, I started growing faster

Something about that glory just always seemed to bore me

Cause only those I really love will ever really know me

Once I was twenty moons old, my story got told

Before the morning sun, when life was lonely

Once I was twenty moons old

“You’re loyalty is great, Rollfoot,” Rushstar stood over the small warrior, “no one doubts you now. You were always going to be a great warrior.”

“Thankyou, Rushstar,” Rollfoot dipped his head. His twisted front paw all he was now. He proved he is greater than his own siblings.

“Talonflame! Goldduck!” Rollfoot whispered, “I’m strong now, I’ll be better one day.”

I only see my goals, I don't believe in failure

Cause I know the smallest voices, they can make it major

I got my brothers with me, at least those in favor

And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later

Once I was twenty moons old, my story got told

I was talking about everything I saw before me

Once I was twenty moons old

“Sandshrew is getting old.”

“who will replace him as deputy?”

“I think Rollfoot will.”

Soon we'll be thirty moons old, our stories have been sold

We've traveled around the world and we're still roaming

Soon we'll be thirty moons old

I'm still learning about life

My mate brought kits for me

So I can tell them my stories

And I can tell more stories

Most of my brothers are with me

Some are still out seeking glory

And some I had to leave behind

My brother, I'm still sorry

“I’m sorry, Talonflame,” Rollfoot stood over the body of his brother, “I’m sorry I couldn’t save you...”

Soon I'll be sixty moons old, my daddy got sixty-one

Remember life, and then your life becomes a better one

I made a cat so happy when I spoke a word once

I hope my children come and talk once or twice a moon

Soon I'll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold

Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me?

Soon I'll be sixty years old

“Time is passing, Rockfall,” Rushstar spoke to her deputy, “I’m afraid age is catching up to both of us.”

“We don’t need to worry!” Rollfoot insisted, “there’s plenty of moons left in me!”

“Yes, maybe,” Rushstar sighed, “but I do not. I will be time for me to move to StarClan.”

“I know you will be ready for it, Rollfoot.”

Soon I'll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold

Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me?

Soon I'll be sixty years old

“I hail you by your new name, Rollstar,” Talonflame’s amber eyes shone with pride as the StarClan cat as he named his brother, “Your old life is no more. You have now received the nine lives of a leader, and StarClan grants you the guardianship of RiverClan. Defend it well; care for young and old; honor your ancestors and the traditions of the warrior code; live each life with pride and dignity.”

Once I was quarter moon old, my mama told me

“Go and make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely”

Once I was quarter moon old.

“Hey, Goldduck,” Rollstar approached his brother, their fur still soft and sleek from kithood, “do you remember when we were kits?”

Once I was quarter moon old