Timber Wolf Poem by Sky Welch

The strength of the pack is the wolf and the strength of the wolf is the pack. The Alpha wolf houls at the moon, 'What shall you call me? ' The moon houls back, 'Timberwolf shall be your name. Timberwolf the strong and sturdy. Timberwolf the brave and mighty. Timberwolf whose mane shimmers in my light. Timberwolf shall I call you.' The newly named wolf speaks in his mind, 'What kind of a name is Timberwolf? '