Wolves

Shadows move over frozen hills
And broken stones
A whisper of fur
A low growl
And the shadows pass out of sight
Between rock and stone
Between tree and shrub
They follow a trail
Seen by non-human eyes
They race against each other
Against their hunger
Without warning
They split.
Three leaps over the hard ground
Straight and true
Five sweeps from the left
Beneath empty tree limbs
Four from the right.
Under moonlight
They leap and strike
Against a beast
Twice as tall and a third longer
Dirt flies and flesh collide
Beasts howl and wail
Then with sickening crunch
The giant falls
The shadows howl
Their victory echoing across the land

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