The Fox And The Hound

Scattered the scent relents covered up tracks
from the dust of angelic trust  filtered down
in beads of pure essence illuminating a night
stuffed away from the prey of a vicious hound  
 
Hidden away from a righteous rule   intent
to silence the willing few to comfort the fox
over barren a broken box in spirit  in spite
of howls undiscovered in circles gone round
 
Darkened in the den of attack  fighting back
claws capture release of another battled beast
gentle strokes of a reddish fur exciting  purrs
into the precious hand dealt  the chosen few