TheRaptor-Wolfy

I stalk quietly in the tall grass Watching Waiting Learning the horned creatures moves His actions His behaviors My paws feel the imprints of his beatened path He's tired, that's what it tell me He's traveled far, far from here His bones ache His stomach is empty I smell his appetizing odor He is sick Full of pests Low on life My eyes focus on the decrepid meal His eyes are weak and unfocused His body weaps with pain Head layes low in the grass, tired Trying to surpass his hunger I soon realize, It is not I who is in pain But this great beast is He now needs someones help Someone to release