Denzil didn’t get home last night
\nSo the next day, we both took flight
\nTo Run\u00a0 fast through that fallen snow
\nTo look for our chum where ere he did go
\nDenzil he could run he was the fastest
\nThe pack numb as to why he didn’t come back
\nHe liked to always head to the Lakota camp
\nWe set forth and the snow was soft and damp
\nIn deep soft snow you really must attack it
\nIts tiring too for your feet get stuck and you
\njust walking ordinarily exhausts,<\/p>\n
but running
\nthat takes piles of power and doing it up to an hourand climbing upwards on the icy horst
\nWell I was truly horrified how weakening it was
\nSo Lone went off ahead, but then I heard
\na rather mooted growl,and then a haunting howl<\/p>\n
and Lone had heard it too and he was led
\nboth got to the clearing together and lying in the snow there Denzil, He
\nWas bleeding from his left leg clearly he’d been trapped and forced against the roots of an old tree.
\nHe was panting, His young eyes were fired up clearly
\nWe\u00a0 licked his wound and really tried so hard
\nTo free him, but found it hard to do it
\nLone went off to find some of our Lakota Friends,Little Elk and his Sister Pigeon Blue
\nThey came and Denzil soon was freed but clearly, was very badly injured and so we
\nAll went to lakota camp Little Elk took turns to carry Denzil down there rapidly.
\nFor 2 weeks Denzil stayed till he was stronger and then we went to fetch him, he looked pale
\nWe got him back to the cave but he was very tired
\nThe last part of our trip was through a gale
\nWe all got back thoroughly exhausted but Denzil didn’t recover all that well within 6 months he had gone onto wolf paradise
\nthe shock was just too much and his time was hell.<\/p>\n
The trap, he told us was a brand new shiny one, so the Trappers were now closer to our cave , we, would have to be more careful where we wandered, or end up like our Brother in some grave
\nIts awful when the evil hits one’s manor
\nThese scum bags have no sentient appeal
\nThey’re hard as nails and off the rails of sanity
\nAnd clearly our adversary are real
\nWe decided we’d go out and try and find them
\nand teach them, wolves in two’s and three’s can pose
\nA sigifcant risk to them despite their fire sticks
\nAnd we frightened a few of them God only knows
\nEncroaching through our habitat,laying traps and poisoned bait
\nClearly they are the lowest of the low
\nIts terrible to get stuck in these awful traps
\nIts a truly agonising way to go
\nBlood loss in those freezing temperatures
\nthat comes at night
\nSome have bitten off their own leg they
\nWere then killed by the trapper who skinned them whilst alive in that case wolf paradise seemed too far away
\nOur fur is for the ladies in their fineries
\nOur downy soft fur, ruffs and muffs and more
\nTo kill an apex predator and steal away his skin is an evil beyond reckoning for sure
\nWe hunt in packs and now must fight these hunters, these trappers and just try to co-exist
\nWe all are sworn to murdering the bastards
\nits something I find I cannot resist
\nIf I stumble on one shitting in the forest
\nI will take a lump and run my arse away
\nAll of us are committed now to showing them that the wolves are wild and we view them as our prey.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Another story in the saga of the Brothers of the Nari this one shows the demise of Denzil who was caught in one of their cowardly steel traps, and died 6 months later Continue reading