Run! Paws tear into the ground The moon shines down on the creatures racing through the moor. Thick coats shine, furred tails whip Yellow eyes steady, locked on their prey. Pounce! They leap. Claws slashing, Teeth gnashing. The deer emits a last cry, giving it's life to the Hunter. Howl! The Hunters, The Wolves. Singing to the sky of their glorious victory.
