Rogue Lycanthrope

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A poem I wrote about everyone's favorite sourwolf.

Awoken from his slumber by screaming

The agonizing cries for help in voices he recognized

Ember flames licking innocent flesh

He was just a lovestruck boy with cerulein eyes

Why was his family punished for mistakes

That he himself was responible for making?

Abandoned house left, but one person in need

Haunted by the lives he had part in taking

Lone wolf, little boy he hides behind the devils frown

Casting aside anyone who could possibly care

Like a beast he doesn't leave the remains of a love

That he and his family once unconditionally shared

Hurt and refusal and grieving and thoughts of being with them

Taking his own life just to get there

He decided against the misunderstanding

When he was called upon; a beta in his welfare

He couldn't leave Scott alone with his puppy eyes

And the tail between his legs, absolutely frightened

With the strange accurances, a bloody craving

And all of his senses hightened

Stupid, the boy was, making the same future regrets

As did the man, when he was but a boy

Heart strings pulled, god, what a fool

In love with an archer, arrow at arms, the hunters toy

He tried, he did, he just wanted them to be safe

Instead he was made into a criminal, yet he's a dark knight

Almost dying for a stranger who he became fond of

In a battle with kin; a relative reunion fight

But drastic it is, to the death

And Scott's enough without his friend, so similar are their feelings

Is it a trick to the minds eyes, a nexus illusion

Maybe he looks just a tad bit appealing

With a heart of gold smashing into his ribs

As the wolf confines him in a wall of grassy smells and an aura, tough

In love with a madman whose overly emotional

How can walking pray be enough

To sedate his hungry belly, that's been empty for far too long

A boy whose howl is akin to pain

Scream it to the rain

As there shines through the clouds, amoon

Little Red fell in mutual love with the Big bad wolf

Soon their feelings will be dealt

Soon...

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