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Wolf

Writer: Trix Cruzales
Trix Cruzales
Oct 21
1 min read

 Creature that howls at night,

When the moon shines bright.

It signals the hunt tonight.

Hiding in the shadows away from sight.

 

It can hunt alone or be in a pack.

Bark and bites, eager to attack.

You’ll see its eyes glowing in the darkness.

As it growls and ready to aggress.

 

In darkness it survives.

Cold nights where it thrives.

It knows to plans for the kill.

Being smart is one of its skills.

 

The instinct to kill is a must.

Your flesh devoured and bones crushed.

No escape once you hear its howl.

Start your prayers once it prowls.

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