In the moonlight

Suddenly a shadowy figure

Disappeared out of sight

What a strange creature

Silently he approached his prey

With one fast hit

This would be its last day

But it would be justice, what he did

Because he had nohome

Nor any family

He was totally alone

On his sad journey

He was the hunter

And as a being, he had to eat

So he took from nature

Everything he needed

But before he could strike

A horrifying sound

He knew it sounded like

The howl of a hound

His prey quickly fled

And he cursed the sound

Soon he?d be dead

Because near, was a hell hound

As fast as he could

He tried to escape

For the wolf, he was just   food

Running in a black cape

The wolf played the game

It was very cruel

That?s why it got its fame

The human blood would be its fuel

The hunter looked behind

And saw a pair of green eyes

This was the darkest fiend

None of the stories were lies

He knew the wolf was playing with him

Still kept running for his life

He?d be the wolfs victim

So he grabbed for his knife

Suddenly he turned around

And looked his enemy, in the eyes

In front of him the giant  hound

This would be a useless try

Faster than the light

The wolf jumped at him

Pushing him down, with all its might

And tearing apart his victim

The hunter.. became the hunter

His death wasn`t spilled

Because he died in nature

His destiny, he forfilled

He now lives in another creature

Hi I?m HandOfPeace.. Otherwise known as CreatorOfPeace, if you liked this story, I`ve also written: ´Without A Future´. Please be gentle with your comment. Ipsa Scientia Potestas Est.