A Hunter's Call

Paws stand firmly on dried leaves

Boots steady themselves for an impact

Unreadable orange eyes stare back into confused blue

The amber stare through him

Refusing to stare into the barrel

Chests barely rise and fall

Yet they breathe the same surrounding air

Those flaming eyes are intimidating

A finger squeezes a trigger tighter

Still, the wolf does not move

He waits for death

A distant howl calls of hungry pups

The wolf barely flinches

Blue eyes of consideration gaze into the eyes of a wolf

The hunter lowers the barrel, not taking his eyes off

A wolf drops his gaze and walks away

Still giving the hunter the oppurtunity

With a smile across his lips

The hunter walks away