The Golden Wolf Hunter

The golden man saved the meat
   From turning into wolve's feast

They would soon have knashed their teeth
    Exposing bone that's born underneath

Just then an arrow came flying out
    "Direct hit" the man silently shouts

Although the prey was already in mouth
     They struggled to return it to house

You see this prey was a young human boy
    The wolves went after him, pack tactics employ

Predator prey not always what it seems
    Different requirements come with different means

The arrow or bite can bring a death grin
    For both just released loud, painful screams

This is the end of the gold wolf hunter's tale
    Tell it again, the meaning won't stail
        All around, people may hail
            At the glory of the golden wolf hunter's tale