CHAPTER ONE
“I’ve got it!” Shade squeaked.
“Hurry!” Esmeralda barked, trying to keep up with him.
“Corner it there, quick!” Kitmira barked.
Shade turned the rabbit toward the thick thorn bushes. It was getting tired. Shade pounced; he landed perfectly on its back.
“Bite it!” Neko commanded.
Emerald lunged pasulong and sunk her teeth into its neck.
“Good catch!” Mamma called.
“Did we hunt like a pack?” Kitmira asked.
“Yes, very good pups!” Shayla, their mother, walked over to examine their kill.
“Hunting already?” Their father, Smoky sinabi trotting up to his mate, “They’re hardly allowed out of the yungib on their own.”
“We’re old enough!” Neko announced.
“I know you are.” Smoky agreed, “Shayla, may I have a word with you please?”
“Inside the yungib pups,” Shayla ordered, “you can eat your kill.”
“Alright Mamma.” Kitmira groaned. The pups dragged the rabbit between them back to the den.
“Come this way.” Shayla led her mate to a quiet spot where she could still see the yungib through the trees. “What is it Smoky?”
“Something has happened,” he began, “the pack is pagganap strange. The Alpha isn’t speaking to anyone, and all the higher ranked mga lobo are avoiding everyone. There have been some arguments going on too.”
“About what?” Shayla asked, after he went silent for a long moment.
“I’m not exactly sure. I try to listen, but they leave when they notice me.” He explained.
“Is that all that’s going on?”
“Mostly, I haven’t seen any violence or anything.” Smoky sighed,”I think we should get back to the pack; if the pups are old enough to hunt they’re old enough to live with the rest of the pack. It’ll be safer anyway.”
“Alright,” Shayla agreed, “But let’s wait until tomorrow.”
“Okay.” Smoky nodded, “We’ll go tomorrow.”
They walked back to the cave, trying not to ipakita their nervousness.
“I’ve got it!” Shade squeaked.
“Hurry!” Esmeralda barked, trying to keep up with him.
“Corner it there, quick!” Kitmira barked.
Shade turned the rabbit toward the thick thorn bushes. It was getting tired. Shade pounced; he landed perfectly on its back.
“Bite it!” Neko commanded.
Emerald lunged pasulong and sunk her teeth into its neck.
“Good catch!” Mamma called.
“Did we hunt like a pack?” Kitmira asked.
“Yes, very good pups!” Shayla, their mother, walked over to examine their kill.
“Hunting already?” Their father, Smoky sinabi trotting up to his mate, “They’re hardly allowed out of the yungib on their own.”
“We’re old enough!” Neko announced.
“I know you are.” Smoky agreed, “Shayla, may I have a word with you please?”
“Inside the yungib pups,” Shayla ordered, “you can eat your kill.”
“Alright Mamma.” Kitmira groaned. The pups dragged the rabbit between them back to the den.
“Come this way.” Shayla led her mate to a quiet spot where she could still see the yungib through the trees. “What is it Smoky?”
“Something has happened,” he began, “the pack is pagganap strange. The Alpha isn’t speaking to anyone, and all the higher ranked mga lobo are avoiding everyone. There have been some arguments going on too.”
“About what?” Shayla asked, after he went silent for a long moment.
“I’m not exactly sure. I try to listen, but they leave when they notice me.” He explained.
“Is that all that’s going on?”
“Mostly, I haven’t seen any violence or anything.” Smoky sighed,”I think we should get back to the pack; if the pups are old enough to hunt they’re old enough to live with the rest of the pack. It’ll be safer anyway.”
“Alright,” Shayla agreed, “But let’s wait until tomorrow.”
“Okay.” Smoky nodded, “We’ll go tomorrow.”
They walked back to the cave, trying not to ipakita their nervousness.
An Angel
A Demon
A battle
Raging in
The night sky
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
The angel knelt down
On the cold winters ground
Spoke a soft prayer
Looked into the empty night air
Saw an image of himself
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
The demon summoned all his courage
And broke through the cage
He found no reason
He drew back his army
And walked to the angel in harmony
With a fanged smile
From the demon
A wicked gleam
From the angel
They made their truths
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
No battle
No challenge
Peace
Amongst two forces
Now bonded
Inseparable
A Demon
A battle
Raging in
The night sky
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
The angel knelt down
On the cold winters ground
Spoke a soft prayer
Looked into the empty night air
Saw an image of himself
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
The demon summoned all his courage
And broke through the cage
He found no reason
He drew back his army
And walked to the angel in harmony
With a fanged smile
From the demon
A wicked gleam
From the angel
They made their truths
Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind
No battle
No challenge
Peace
Amongst two forces
Now bonded
Inseparable
hear my
unspeakable words,
those are screaming
inside my Nawawala strife!
See me,
see it through my
frightened eyes,
those will ipakita you,
those will defeat
the peace itself.
That peace,
well-known to you,
but not to me.
Not to me.
I've seen it only
in their eyes,
while mine were dreaming.
Grabbing my soul,
living inside,
the fear loves me more,
smiling to my faith.
Hear me,
hear those
unspeakable words,
those are living here,
praying silently,
crying sternly.
Hope is awaken,
but weakened.
Hating fear
and its cruelty,
it struggles tirelessly,
though fading...
Fading
along with
unseen dreams,
sleeping
along with sorrow.
The doors
are locked,
Sun is not
illuminating
my path,
not mine.
Fears sleep
in there,
loving my failures,
listening to my
unspeakable words,
those are prayers,
unseen dreams,
fear lives within.