A wolf simply barks, yet blood flows from his jaw
The sweet crimson copper gently runs down his mouth as he walks away
A man grabs at his heart and without a wound he cries in pain
The wolf stares with an emotionless fierceness
The man consoles the wolf as it, in spirit only, transforms into a pup
Yet the wolf lashes out in spite of the man
The man walks away but does not break his gaze as the wounded creature crawls away
The man only hopes that the wolf may one day be whole, for the man can never be so without his friend