by KYLA
Stalking through the forest trees.
The wolf’s red eyes glowing in the darkness.
It sneaks upon its prey.
Crouching real low to move through the grass
like a snake.
Breaking the silence it growls.
Then attacks its prey swiftly.
With the smell of blood in the wolf’s nose
It howls to the great full moon.
Prowling into the night,
leaving not a trace of him in sight.
Stalking off to his lair in the high
mountains, beyond the gloomy caves.
The wolf’s howl calls to the pack.
Four growling and barking wolves come
from the pitch black forest.
Racing to the high mountain,
The wolves disappear into the eerie night.
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