❔ ˚ 𓏸⠀I am the Woman and Wolf. Well-nurtured, violence-ladened. The ardor of endurance from sacred battle. I am silent scars, but gnawing, labile teeth. Neutrality bride and pack mother. I am the existence and the one who has seen it all.

❔ ˚ 𓏸⠀The night veils many horrors, — yet here I remain. Visible, barking, howling… View my open sores. Nomadic to the suffering, guarding the woods of her misery as my domain. The moon soothes my soul, their perversity reminds me why I’m inhumane.