by AUSTIN
This beautiful night,
Your shining eyes,
As you prowl through the forest.
Hunting your prey,
Ready to strike.
You move,
Stealthy, unseen,
Unkillable as always.
You approach your prey,
Your gleam in your eye sets them off,
and they run.
But you’re fast,
Faster than the ind.
And you strike them down,
With one blow to end it.
And you’ve won it.
You are the champion,
Mr. Wolf…