Guardian angel
Standing gracefully in snow
Seeing everything
Sleek fur and green eyes
Scar running across her back
Full moon and clear night
All know who she is
And fear her wrath and anger
Spilt blood and terror
The shining of eyes
And the wild free spirit
Essence of nature
She is beautiful
Young, yet wise beyond her years
Only 3 winters
The soft pad of feet
Approaching from her left side
Smelling of the pines
They gaze at the moon
Their ancestors looking back
The eternal wolf
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