She fell back from her pack whilst the snow was still new, She showed me her soul, I saw something I knew.
I am the loyalty, care and the love for my pack, The warmth I can share in the cold nights of black. I am the mother and sister and guard to protect The heart and the home and the family perfect.
I am the scare and the scar and the snarl in the snow, The hunt and the hound and the chasing the doe, I am the fight to survive in a world full of fear, But illusive, and timid, and as shy as the deer.
So I waited for her to slip into my mind, But she padded away, leaving paw-prints behind.