Hell NO! She did NOT want any young and wasteful, destructively ignorant and selfish males-in-rut sniffing around her territory!
Category: Lone Wolf
Inner Light
Curled up to keep warm while shivering within the shelter of a great tree’s roots, she assessed her life’s efforts and, though proud for what she had provided, allowed herself to cry for the losses incurred to her self.
Small Comforts
Being muscle-torn injured and weakened, she gave thanks that her pups were now grown and free-ranging, for she could only at best now fend for and defend herself.
(I’m Not Ok – Jelly Roll)
Lone Wolf
As a human, life is often lonely.
As a wolf, it doesn’t make sense.
Wintering
She could and wanted to have more puplets, but there was something still deep inside of her that she needed to claim and nurture.
Empty Den
Her youngest pup now having found a peer pack within which to travel and roam, she wondered what she, herself, would become.
(Son Of A Sinner – Jelly Roll)
One From The Equation
They are all partnered now.
(Ghost Of A Chance – Rush)
Hidden Signs
Even as night diminished all traces of hope, she sought in the gloaming signs of guidance.
(Boat Song – Joel Fairstein)
Forked Road
Sometimes, it is necessary to choose the solitary path.
The Struggle
Being unable to adapt and run is being interpreted as lazy, avoidant, and unwillng.
The Blow
How unfair after such valiant, determinedly unwavering struggles to overcome – having made it to higher ground, only to be wounded!
Forlorn
Grief at the loss of ready adaptation and being able to lead the pace for one’s pups – at the same time of their natural differentiating.
I had looked forward to keeping pace with them.
Howl.
(End Of The Line – Traveling Wilburys)
Yip-Yapping
Sometimes, if one treads delicately,
She can be spotted at a safe distance
Playing among flowers and butterflies.
In The Moonlight
I have been honest
Examining myself
As find I’m still
Other worldly.
Woodland Shadow
I shall become one as
Twigs, dirt, and leaves
Weave into furred coat to
Camouflage a heart’s ache.
Dis-Mantleing
It was hard enough to
Find space two carried:
The odds increase with
Only one to hunt/forage.
Hail
Constructs tumble
And gails prevail
Once torn aside
Illusion’s veil.
Ode To My Youngest
The best collaborator who
Dared to believe in me and
Having followed now surpasses
To mastering their own destiny.
A Thief Among Us
Does time thus only tease to
Snatch back promises given?
Self’s Tribute
There there sweet mother
Curled inward by injuries
Whilst silent tears streaming
Tell fate of a soul abandoned –
Weary mind, body, and spirit
Which have led family farther
Than could ever have traveled
Without your wisdom’s instinct.
Empty Den
Howling to the moon only begets more howling, when the young have left for new grounds.
Sustainability
When one leaves one realm and enters into another, there is uncertainty as to which prey to pursue.
Turning Leaves
When one is discarded by love, there is a tendency to discard love, in turn.
(When You Love Somebody Set Them Free – Sting)
When You Love Somebody
And they are not available to be there for you, it is necessary to make other plans.
Dignity
My way.
The End When Beginning
The mother wolf had done all that she could to get the pack’s pups to safety, expecting nothing in return, for she knew it was her duty.
When at last they had reached the higher grounds she had kept them dreaming of, she collapsed in a flump, unable to travel any further.
She could smell the sweet grasses swaying gently, and her heart could be content that at last their children would find plenty.
What more could she want – but to give into the now inevitable darkness without further struggling?
As she closed her eyes to succumb to oblivion, she caught a glimpse of her youngest returning to pull her up by her scruff, back onto her feet again.
Night Vigil
She could not rest until after the stars shifted past midnight, for any earler seemed tantamount to a white flag of surrender.
Solo
Why relinquish independence and give others authority to marginalize my capabilities?
(Jungle – X Ambassadors ft. Jamie N Commons)
Where Eagles Fly
Above my lair I heard their call as two pair vied for territory and bonding.
(TATAR Warrior – The HU)
Earn power under the brave heavenly banner of ancestors ayee
Draw the sword and bow ayee
Striking sword, drawing bow, and shooting arrow we confront
In the fierce wilderness wind, they advance chanting uuhai
Through the cold weapons, battling with no fear of death
Forgo oneself with no regard for yourself
Warrior who sacrifices all his blood
Huuye Huuye Huuye Huuye
He is of wolf likeness and wolf attitude
If the enemy warrior’s chains intensify
Eeyaal
He never retreats even in they’re unstoppable and tough
The defender of the homeland
Huu Hoy Huu Hoy
Carrying Mongol in his heart
Sharp are his eyes
Composed is his face
Leading warrior in deadly battles
He is He is He
He is Tatar Warrior
Never kneeling courage
Tatar Warrior
Wolf that resists until the end
Never bowed his head down before anyone
Formidable as a steppe wolf
Huru huru under the limitless sky
Man with heart of gold who stands at blue Zel
He’s chosen by Khan Tengri
He’s a warrior of Blue Mongol
He’s a storm of courageous truth
He’s a hero made of bronze
Daring, dominant, wolf spirited is the Tatar Warrior
He is He is He
He is Tatar Warrior
Never kneeling courage
Tatar Warrior
Wolf that resists until the end
He’s a windstorm of the steppe
He’s a helmet of lightning Tengri
He’s loyal to the Khaan’s decree
His heart beats for Mongol
He’s exalted in victorious Tengri
He’s glorified in honor and dignity
He proved his loyalty
His name is immortalized in the history ooooh
(Musicmatch)
Where Doth My One Reside?
Howling once to the absent moon, she then disappeared around a boulder and slipped back into the darkened valley forest.
Careful Tread
She found it difficult to trust the one she had hired, for Man had been known to burn down even his own villages.
On The Road
Ever shall I be alone
Ever shall they attack
Ever shall I look for peace
Though forced to counter.
Travel Weary
It’s a good thing for me that I have an independent spirit.
To Higher Ground
Even if it were possible and a mate was vital and viable, it seems absolutely out of the question for me.
My pack’s survival depends upon my outsmarting injuries and enemies.
Twitch
I would like to force them all back with a flick of my wrist and a huge blast radius.
I could gather energy as unassailable intelligence and eradicate assaulting targets.
“I’m going to have to go with Wrath,” retaliated Mal to the Operant in the movie Serenity.
But I can feel these puppet string reactions pulling at me from their various directions.
“If you believe in morality and justice, you must act or be discounted – fight or flee.”
How do I just wiggle out of these traps and follow the moon and sun until I am free?
Retaliation
There comes a time when outpacing the violent cowards is no longer an option.
Tactics
When it comes to war, it is best to target the true source of evil, rather than innocence.
Too Many Paw-ns
The reason I dislike the game of Chess is that the goal is to achieve absolute slaughter.
Counter Attack
As they say, “fight fire with fire,” fight Man with Man.
Vengeance (Will Be Mine)
The scent of blood was thick in the air.
But it wasn’t the blood of an honest kill to keep a starving pack’s generations thriving.
It was the smell of a gunshot wound made at distance by cowardice, painfully festering.
Normally, she respected other predators, but those who hurt her had to be stopped.
Her wound kept seaping – wouldn’t heal with bullet still imbedded deep into flesh.
Metal poisoning was invading her system, forcing attention to keep fighting madness.
She knew who they were now, and knew how they could also be hunted – destroyed.
Her life and pack’s survival now at risk, her snarl grinned anticipating their fragile skin.
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