The Wolf

 My winter coat is forming,

My beautiful white coat drenching over me,

My eyes of blue and silver underneath the shimmering moonlight,

My teeth sharp as a blade,

My focus is stronger than a hunter's aim,

My steps are silent,

My growls are deep like the rolling thunder of the mountains,

My pounce is as swift as the wind,

And my satisfaction is as endless as the sea.



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