They say to leave someone out here on her own
is to leave her Out to the wolves.
I thank God for my Wolves.
Every bite mark,
clawing of my flesh,
my love of the outdoors...
thirst for knowledge,
my night vision -- seeing more than just what is placed in front of me.
I question motives.
I run with a pack. I lead. I don't blindly follow.
I fall back and take care of my own.