Call of the Wild For Contest

Swifter than dawn to dusk He runs, his body fluid with the transition of night. His silver fur glistening in the pale moonlight. Whining he paws the ground Searching for the familiar smell. She stands hidden in the dense foliage. Her eyes tucked behind a camera lens. Waiting for the perfect pose To catch the essence of the wild. Capturing the king of the forest Silent and still he freezes The wind ruffling his fur He feels the eyes of someone watching Instinct tells him to run The call of the wild tells him to stay Careful to not make a sound She moves a step forward. A branch breaks and she stills. Instinct tells her to stay still The call of the wild tells her to walk forward He sees her reveal herself toward the forest Vulnerable and afraid Growling a sense of warning He tenses and crouches low He feels another set of eyes on him Frozen she feels the forest quiet Behind her wolf, the pack joins his beauty Surrounding him they stare Her wolf tilts his head back and croons She captures the call of the wild. 10/24/2015 Sponsor: Casarah Nance