The Pack

On the hunt again.
The moon is full.
Meat on the run.
Not long.

Fresh meat soon.
Thick bloody meat.
Laced with delicious fat.
All for the pack.

Meat for the young.
The first kill.
New flavours.
All Intense.

Fangs dripping.
Tearing.
Shredding.
Devouring.

The pack is silent.
The pack is quick.
The pack is deadly.

Snow falls.
The pack keeps going.

The little follow the older.
Only tracks are left.