Angry Night

The moon is full
The face is flared
As the wolf howls
Woman starts to run

Hiding from the rage
The game is on
He starts his hunt
The scent is found

He races for his prey
Sneaking up on her
He bites and claws
Using her as his toy

He won't let go
Until he's had his fun
The very next day
When she is found

She's bruised and beaten
The wolf found dead
She found a rock
And beat him in the head.