everything still, quiet.
Two midnight-colored blurs seem as if
they are playing tug-of-war.
You step one paw into the light...
they're tugging on a dead rabbit?
You see that the biggest wolf has gray-white fur
and bones are sticking out of it's body,
bleeding.
You suddenly see the elder fall to the ground
with a thud.
The youngest wolf goes to feed on the fallen,
you step even more into the light to help the elder.
The young wolf lifts up his head to watch closely-
your every move.
One more step forward
and the wolf lunges at you.
"You smell of DEATH!
Mutts don't belong `round here,
you're no exeption.
DOGS like you won't survive."
He gives an intimidating, lifeless glare at you,
then he looks back at the ole` rotted wolf body,
covered in it's own blood
and splattered on the floor.
It eyes gave a glassy stare.
The young wolf looked back at you
and said these specific words,
"Hasta la vista, MUTT!"
He lifted his paw,
his blood-red teeth flashed before your life.
Before you breathed your last breath, he said,
"Your a lone spirit."
Oi, the timer is correct...sorta...
