aye, little wolf cub...

had she found you earlier
she would have taught you how to dance
showed you the law of the hunt
pushed you on the way of the moon

but now...

it is much too late
for you already know most of the steps
you've howled your first kill
and the moon favors you still

and she...

she is too old to go capering in the night

but she smiles at your cubbish youth
and she remembers what that was like
as she leans up against her cougar
and they hear your howl


and they smile and dance on their own...