To Know the Ways of a Pack Life

Its pretty random and drastically changes in the middle of it. i guess that's what happens when you don't finish it when you feel the mood.

Together we shall stand,
Overcoming all we face,
Killing by demand,
Never leaving a trace.

Our ways are not our own,
We follow the ancestral path,
Their instincts in us only grown,
Heredity controlling my wrath.

Everyone here works together,
Working in our harmonious ways,
A female light as a feather,
Young males strengthened by days.

Some are the lost during the hunt,
Our children that were blunt,
Fathers morn for their son,
And mothers cry for their journey is done.

Peace is kept by our lead,
and he says this is the start of the seed,
Can he truly be believed?
Keeping our young is what we need.

Losing my son,
I left the pack,
Fighting to be a better one,
Every one would follow the track.