Its grey fur blowing through the wind
Hiding in the dark woods
Their yellow eyes watching from a far
Waiting for its prey to cross its path
Teeth sharp but not as sharp as a shark
Long sharp claws diging through the grass
The vicious growl you can hear
Run fast or it'll come and get you
Their prey is here
Ready to pounce and get dinner
It jumps from the ground and grabs its prey
The prey is no longer breathing
Its now time to eat
A full moon rises above the mountains
Heads to the top as fast as it can
It howls and joins the rest of the pack
Beware of the creature its coming for you
