The Wolf

A wolf slides silently thru the black night The moon and stars offer only a filtered light Off in the distance a fire is seen to burn The roasting of meat causes the wolf to turn Closer to the aroma she brings herself near Which shall triumph a wolf's hunger or fear The humans that are placed around the fire Have covered their bodies with wolf fur, their attire Is she wondering will they try taking her fur as well? Twenty thousand years on…no change but guns to kill