His life was untamed.
Wild and beautiful it ran.
A wolf.
Uncanny speed, formidable intelligence,
agility, grace, and power are his strengths.
His weakness is kept safe with the form
he morphs.
Strong muscled legs, toned chest and arms,
a strong beating heart with endless passions
locked inside.
This magnificent being faded into the forests
of the world.
Upon seeing this creature, a maiden of the
forest began to dance.
She danced for him, more so than herself.
Her legs pumped and her back jerked, her
arms swayed in tune with the sound of her
husky voice.
Lust, honor, pain, she sung.
No longer maiden, but whore.
She danced into the fade, the passion he
instilled in her living on forever more.