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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