The woods give to me

Bow branches low

Eager to cradle

I am thrill and hush

What wild has allways meant

Fang and fur

And fiery eyes

Eager rushing hushing run

Seeking the next rend

Brilliant crimson flow

Faintest splash nearby

Leap from the riverbed

I am joined by Her

Head low and stealth

Quiet as death

She moves to lead

And I follow soundlessly

Together we will satiate

That which allways hungers