The Grey
Sole ancestor of the dog,
Yet bigger, stronger, scarier.
Dirt trembles beneath its paws,
as he lurches through the forest.
The wolf travels in a pack,
with many siblings to back him up.
A shy creature,
He avoids confrontation as much as possible.
He’s cautious of his surroundings,
And knows where you are at all times.
But, a break of a twig and you are a threat.
You are now prey.
The “big bad wolf”,
just got worse.
You cannot run,
They’ll out run you.
You cannot hide,
They’ll find you.
You can fight,
But they’ll beat you.
You’re scared.
And you should be.
With amber eyes that look deep in your soul,
and a growl that echoes in your heart.
The Grey Wolf.

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