Naira, doth thy midnight pelt betray the Darkness of thy Soul?
Does the black stain of thy eyes betray the evil in thy heart?
Naria, did thou break thy vow of good intention?
Does the metallic taste in thy jowls be the blood thou has spilt?
Naira, of the lone wolf, do thy feet yet move to find solace?
Doth thy tail swish in gratitude of self-deprecation?
Naira, of once Silver Wings, did thy pelt darken from thy pain?
A crimson dye from thy own life-essence drained?
Naira, does thy presence still mean the lasting Tranquility?
Oh, Mother Wolf, does thy fang still bear justice and love?
Naria, doth thy lay with dogs to rise up with Fleas?
Or do thou lay with dogs to keep the peace?
Emily Steier---- www.myspace.com/silver69alpha
Silver69Alpha Community Member 
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