Incandescence of lycanthropic eyes radiate across the rayless tangle Of knurled branches And engulfing timber Its heated breath clouds the distance As rapid pounding engulfs your chest One tries to run with natural intent, But feeble limbs give ill response But the hunt follows; trampling through the snow and frozen brush You sense its presence You hear its savage howl You're in the company of the wolf Exposing footprints Closing chase Leaping force Drags your body to the ground Blurring vision As fangs descend into flesh Wince in agony As your entrails stain the snow around