I hear a faint roar.
Anger is in the air.
My world begins to tremble,
defiance everywhere.
My insides start to swirl
like a whirlpool in the sea
as ghosts of what's to come
become reality .
I must go there
no turning back
as my instincts take over
to protect the Pack.
The fear wells up;
I try to intervene
the yelling that will endure
the misery of the scene.
My struggle to bear
will never cease
It's my life, my spirit
I must keep the peace.
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