Tuesday, 28 August 2012

The Mysterious Wolf

The wolf sniffs the dark night air,
Swiftly walking, creeping towards its prey,
Its silver coat stands out in the moonlit sky
Showing others he is danger.

The wolf's sleek body starts to run,
Opening its mouth,
Showing his menacing fangs,
He gets faster and growls.

The prey is gone, and the wolf howls up the moon.


By Nadia Grant