Chapter 1 - Untitled

Hunted by man,

I run away.

His gun in his hand,

No time to play.



A bang is made,

A very loud sound.

I painfully swayed,

Then hit the ground.



Blood sprays from my side,

A mist of red.

No chance to hide,

A sound nears my head.



Too light to be man,

It must be my pack.

One wolf licks my hand,

One sniffs at my back.



They know it is me,

And drag me away.

I still cannot see,

By the end of the day.



Next time the moon is full,

I will unleash the beast.

But being a wolf takes its toll,

As the sun rises to the east.

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