ALPHA
He raced through the night. Under the silver moonlight. Darkness is as clear as light. In the sight of the Alpha. Then a thought crosses my mind. Is he scared, is he running away. Or is he after an animal, a prey. Then i saw what it was. A bear clutching one of the cubs. Of the pack of wolves down south. Ready to devour, ready to eat. Until the howl cuts through the night. Standing in the moonlight head raised to the sky. The Alpha howls the wolf cry. Summoning the pack to stand by his side. As he battles for the wolf cub. Fearlessly they ran to his side. For no one disobeys the pack leader's cry. For the little cub who cries for help. Knows he is safe once the Alpha howls.