In a deep pool of water, moonlit night
Running in the forest
leaves at my feet
no twigs snap
scent of the earth
Back to New York city
a tap dance through Times Square:
lights blazing, music playing
back to New York city
Then we're off to fight the wyrm
would Malfeas be best?
let's go killing
swim in the blood of our foes
laugh, and howling to the moon.
-Anonymous, Packsong/Tale of the Shifter
I look down and see the stars:
I see the eyes of a wolf.
Daytime the city, cars, skyscrapers
in the night
I see wolf eyes.
When the hawk, feathers bright with power
flew above the forest, watched his own glide
through the waters
his green eyes saw what I could not:
a red wolf staring into the pool
with wonder, as if he had never seen a mirror.
-also anonymous, New Sight