My Animal Spirit (loves blood)

Forever a solitary hunter
I stalk the glacial barons alone
but why does it have to be so cold
The only life I've ever known

Some company would be delightful
be it penguin, walrus or seal
and when I eat them hunt again
Ever searching for my next meal

I slide on ice and dive right down
I'll take them under water
then back up top to have my lunch
I revel in the slaughter

My claws are black and very long
No nothing stands a chance
I rip and tear with hungry teeth
The king of all in this vast expanse

My belly full, my muzzle red
I lay down for the night
to dream of tropical beaches
with all free food in sight

To dine on at my leisure is
A whale laid out as a buffet
blubber aplenty on this warm sand
an endless source of fresh entree

But I awake to white and cold
and head out in the storm
to seek my frozen dinners
and to ponder where it's warm

[Submitted in "Your Spirit Animal" competition 3/21/2015]