Wolves
Jillian, Age 11, Olathe, KS
                     
The sky is black and frozen
As wind echoes the growling of wolves
Teeth bared
They stalk the small and innocent of the night
Moonlight shines on their fur like a spotlight
Showing their ragged, yet shiny silver coats
Fallen branches crack under their strong paws
As they trek through snowy forest grounds
Their howling rises into the sky
An intruder has entered their territory
Hissing and snarling, they lash out at their opponent
Teeth and claws sinking into one anotherís fur
Soon, their rival is beaten
And disappears off into the night.
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