Chapter 1 - 1

Do you hear the wolf packs cry?
Hunting together, running together.
Feeling the wind blowing in there fur,
The dirt under their paws.

You hear the howl of the night,
The deafening scream of the wind.
Briars scratching your legs as you run,
Tree limbs whipping by your face.

The wolves smell your scent,
They are tracking you down.
Hunting for their prey,
Needing to feed.

You make it back to civilization,
Knowing you are now safe.
You start to run home,
But you see the moon.

Do you hear the wolf packs cry?
As they howl at the ghostly moon.
They howl in defeat,
Knowing you have won.

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