The first rays of dawn are peeking over the horizon as LAURELINA quietly slips through the grounds and out Redwall�s gate, slowly making her way down the path, looking sadly back at the Abbey.

LAURELINA
There are some times I wish that I was like everyone else I grew up with there. Destined to grow old in such a wonderful place, with such wonderful beasts. But... I can�t seem to.

WHEN THE AIR SINGS OF SUMMER
I MUST WANDER AGAIN
THOUGH I KNOW NOT WHERE I�M GOING
THE FOREST IS MY FRIEND
THE TREES ARE STILL
THE SHADOWS LONG
AND AS I WANDER I SING THIS SONG

FOR TO LIVE IS TO WANDER
THROUGH THE SUN AND THE RAIN
SO WHEN THE AIR SINGS OF SUMMER
I MUST WANDER AGAIN

FIRST I WANDERED IN YOUTH AND JOY
THEN I WANDERED TO STILL MY FEARS
FIRST I WANDERED WITH MY FRIEND
NOW I WANDER TO HIDE THE TEARS
ACROSS THE SEASONS AND THE YEARS

WHEN I SIT IN A HOUSE
NOW IT IS A BIRD WITHIN A CAGE
TRY AS I MIGHT, I CANNOT STAY
MY CAPTIVITY PAINS

OH, THE SOFT JOY OF FREEDOM
IS MY LOSS AND MY GAIN
FOR WHEN THE AIR SINGS OF SUMMER
I MUST WANDER AGAIN

She gives the Abbey a final glance, and starts off down the path, the sun fully over the horizon, illuminating a second, curiously familiar hare slipping through the gates. HITHIL waits awhile before taking to the trees on the side of the path and following her.