Under the Sky

'Mother looks at me with a soft smile as she watches me prance under the beautiful sky. A wolf enjoys the night but we weren't wolves yet we were. Mother says we are nothing this world has seen. I howl to the small skinny moon and she joins in our song before I go to her with my tail wagging. She softly touched the top of my snout and our eyes glowed along with her battle scars. We are happy and I do not care if we are alone or not I rather be with her.' 

-Alicesten : The Outcaster