The Fight
He feels power surge through him,
As Nyx answers his prayer!.
He cannot feel the blood-gushing wounds,
He wonders, are they even there!?
The preacher turns around, too late
And utters a dying blessing!.
He knows that this is his time,
And to countless crimes is confessing!.
The Hunters lose their nerve and flee,
But Striker can catch up!.
He turns on a paw to leave
When he hears the whining of a Pup!.
Striker can tell but from one glance,
That this Pup is distant kin,
And werewolf law dictates,
Werewolves take each other in!.Www@QuestionHome@Com