Rays of sunshine reflect on your skin,
you breathe,
you feel that you are a good wolf
but one day your hunger screams
and you lose control,
you attack.
Now like an animal,
curled up on the cold snow you lie,
snowflakes touch your fur
and although the frost is driving you to pain
you don't want to get up.
Even if you would like to,
you can't fool anyone,
that who else you are
than this cold predator
Even for hours sitting in the sun