Under The Forest Moon

The wind blows steadily through the trees
The leaves ruffle in the flowing breeze
A howl breaks through the cold night air
Find the source, if you dare...
The dirt feels cool against her feet
Her nose sniffs the air for meat
Her sleek, gray fur, shimmering silver
She howls again, making the leaves shiver
Her yellow eyes gleaming in the night
Mysterious, deadly, and bright
She'll kill tonight, and then shed her skin
Then she'll head home to her husband and kin

by BlackLily
posted on 02/08/2008