by W o l f ;; » Thu Oct 18, 2012 7:35 am
Oak spoted a squirrle. At that moment she remembered the time when her mother taught her how to hunt. She slowly stalked it. Oak was then a branch away from it, then she sprung up into the air and landed on the squirrle. The squirrle squealed. Oak bit into it and it was instantly killed. Oak bit into the squirrle and ate the chunk she ripped off it. She then through it down to Copper.
I am a wolf,
running through the trees.
Following the scents
on the midnight breeze.
I am a wolf,
standing with my beautiful mate.
We must stand strong and ]brave
and face any callenges sent by fate.
I am a wolf,
hunting with my pack.
With the young and old wolves waiting
for meat to be brought back.
I am a wolf,
wild, fierce and free.
Living in forests and mountains
s t r e t c h i n g as far as the eye can see.
I am a wolf,
I'd never want to be anything more.
And I hope that even after I'm gone,
there will be wolves forevermore.