Lone Wolf

With the Supermoon in the night sky, the magnetic field pull, powerful, lone wolf steps from the dark shadows, no longer enduring the torment of lycanthropy. Her transformation into the supernatural, makes her a natural huntress, killer instincts, humanoid hazel eyes bright like stars. A ferocious animal in her fur-coat, a camouflage to her prey, muscular jaws drool frothy saliva, fangs sharp like razor, detrimental to human flesh, one wicked bite draws blood, sinew and gore. When the hunt is over, the feast demolished, a true wolves' heart's a mischievous spirit, she sits on her hind legs and, a chorus of howling begins, howling at the round face moon ahooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Under the rare Supermoon, lone wolf runs barefoot with the midnight pack.