The Wolves ,The Moon and The Eclipse

A howl fills the cold and brutal night,
The sounds of twigs and leaves being stepped on echos,
Silence is no more as it makes its presence known,
It's scarred eyes strike fear in those who intrude,
He is the protector of what's left in the forest,
The full moon slowly being eclipsed by the sun,
A beautiful display to all but one,

Lost in the forest she fills with fear,
Whimpering in pain and anguish,
She's lost all but The men don't care,
She tries to find him, The Protector,
But he is to far, She Howls for him,
Yet there is not reply, the owls cry as a Crack follows,
She is no more, The protector has failed to protect her,
She is a trophy to man now, A lifeless doll,

He hears it all but is unable to help,
He is trapped and slowly bleeding out,
He Howls to the eclipsed moon,
Asking,
Pleading for a way out,
The sky lit up by the dark circle with the glowing rim,
It is the end for those who reside in this forest,
It will burn as man takes what is not theirs,
The Moon helpless to save her subjects,
Held back b her unforgiving sister,
Who rejects those who come out at night,
She wishes to save those who gaze upon her night,
But her wish goes unheard her sister has won,
The night is gone only to be filled with endless light.

The Moon has fallen to the Sun's reign.