Running with the Wolves
Howling at the full moon
For her beauty makes you weep
Running with a speed filled boon
Scents and sounds, into you, they seep
A forest floor, an icey expanse
A dry desert, a rocky mountain
Running wherever, as if in a trance
Energy never stopping, coming from a fountain
Prey running in fear
From your hunting techniques
Your pack cutting off escape routes here and there
Your skill is masterful, but it is close to freak
Soft fur coats your sleek lean form
You share love for the Hunt and your pack
And when one dies you mourn
One of your best skills is to track
Life is much better, but very different
When you are Running with the Wolves
For her beauty makes you weep
Running with a speed filled boon
Scents and sounds, into you, they seep
A forest floor, an icey expanse
A dry desert, a rocky mountain
Running wherever, as if in a trance
Energy never stopping, coming from a fountain
Prey running in fear
From your hunting techniques
Your pack cutting off escape routes here and there
Your skill is masterful, but it is close to freak
Soft fur coats your sleek lean form
You share love for the Hunt and your pack
And when one dies you mourn
One of your best skills is to track
Life is much better, but very different
When you are Running with the Wolves