Lost Mate
My veins pumping.
My teeth white as snow
are sheethed and ready.
My yellow eyes though sight is impaired
I see plenty of whom need to beware.
My rage is overwhelming
and my control is inevitable.
The scent of fear drives me into frenzy.
I seek vengeance.
I seek blood.
Those who must pay for my love's dear life
will feel the pain I had to endure.
As a snarl rips through my throat
I jump forth and begin a ruthless fight to have my revenge.
My ears can sense the cries of my enemies
as they fall one by one on the cold, frozen ground.
My heart pumping at the rate of a speed chase,
my teeth no longer shine bright white,
but display the pain I gave to rival wolves
whom dared cross my path and kill my mate.
I lift my head up to the heavens
as I mourn for my lost mate.
I close my eyes and start a race down the mountains,
along the rivers, until I reach a new begining.
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