First Kill
by Thegreatlupelover
Bright eyes glinting
Yellow-green at night
Bright eyes seeing
In hardly any light
Sharp teeth shining
Pointed, sharp and white
Sharp teeth baring
Ready for the bite
Quick paws padding
On the cold bare stone
Quick paws running
Far away from home
Now he�s tensing
Ready for the leap
Now he�s springing
Teeth are biting deep
Prey is thrashing
Still the Lupe hangs on
Prey is stilling
Nothing has gone wrong
Blood on his muzzle
Pride in his heart
The Lupe begins to howl
His first kill - it�s a start.